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birdman - da streets lyrics

(intro)
i know i might say ymcmb a lot
it’s cuz i love my squad
shout to that we the base music
play to ace hood
guess what, ymcmb

(verse)
ok now god that’s above, the only man who can judge
flip a brick to a benz, never reveal who the plug
over money i know some youngins who turn on they blood
them n-gg-s b-tches just digging b-tches, that’s rule number 1
i ain’t never gonna turn on my n-gg-s, i put that sh-t on my sister
keep that ho in that ride, and i’m talkin about my lil pistol
that’s cause streets h-lla cold, most of my friends turned to foes
some of these n-gg-s are b-tches, most of these women be hoes
but i just stay on my grizzle, f-ck we get money n-gg-s
most these p-ss-es just talk it, i really know me some killas
don’t even go there, don’t even go there
know some my n-gg-s late but felons boy don’t make me go there
i halla f-ck a man, that p-ssy should you stand for
these people hate that i done made it, what you mad fo?
i’m doin me, my true jeans is for the cash flow
and that real n-gg- sh-t the only thing i stand on
i’m out of my mind, i’m going too hard it on the dash board
my whips are foreign, it’s a must i keep my p-ssport
my choppa gold, i mean that trinidad james ho
in 20 jesus pieces, bury me with chains on
p-ssy!

(interlude)
shout to that boy stunna
shout to that boy george dukes
shout to my n-gg- wayne
mack maine i see you

(verse)
ok now 2 jesus pieces, runnin these streets on my loafers
every day i’mma hustle, i gotta meet my new quota
rest in peace all my n-gg-s, i’m tryna find me some closure
n-gg-s ain’t who they say they are, it’s bout time i expose em
fresh and i’m in that new lotus, about to flake like a goalie
killin these n-gg-s i promise, just wanted to send my condolence
better know we ouchea, yea boy we ouchea
and it ain’t no lines and no new couches, i’m paper countin
them cowards pilin, take a trip overseas then come back and buy me a beamer
tippin toe on my 40’s, that’s a new ballerina
only eat up the p-ssy if it smell aqua fina
came from sh-t in a trunk, that just might clear out arenas
i’m talkin starvation 2, the beast is back in the booth
i got that sh-t off the muscle, i’m only preachin the truth
i fay the lord every morning, i’m not that boy on the corner
got a crib big as walmart and ho i’m the owner

(outro)
toe tag n-gg-
ace hood
trials and tribulations the new alb-m 2013 n-gg-
we the hottest, we the bidness n-gg-
we the n-gg-s, you feel me?
we got too much money to be f-ckin around wit yall n-gg-s
we the best
see sometimes you gotta understand
ymcmb
we don’t personally have to come see you
f-ck it, we will have somebody personally to come see you
rich gang

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