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dj yella - streets won't let me go lyrics

[intro: yella]
gangsta!

[verse 1: dresta]
a life time, a bad luck
it’s sad but the n-gga stayed strong
pray everyday that my life goes on
cause the streets ain’t givin a black man sh-t
so my att-tude is: you can suck a fat man’s d-ck
tricks in my face for my snaps, cause i’m rappin
i puts them in their place when i pulls up my strap and slap ’em
backwards with the theory of my anger
n-gga’s so crazy on the daily talkin strangers
wanna hit the stick, i’m scared of the bombay
andre, never was a dope fiend anyway
i’d rather lay back in the cut, be corrupt, and f-ck sh-t up
because i’m stuck in the streets

[hook: michel’le w/ minor variations]
it’s seems the streets, they just won’t let me go
sometimes i wish, i find some where to go

[verse 2: dresta]
d-mn, it’s a shame, i blame myself for my bad luck
a young buck n-gga growin up, gave a mad f-ck
i’m rollin through at night sh-t in papers
give hoes the vapors and live in skyscr-pers
but i guess i tried to move too fast
so the lord had to stop my black -ss with a blast (-gun shot-)
one shot to my back, makin small tracks
think of my life where am i tryin not to fall flat
as i swell, people yell, d-mn he hit dre
my n-gga dale rushed me to m-l-k
blankin out, but still thinkin ’bout survival
when a n-gga didn’t even have my post on the rival
i tell my mamma, yeah, i love you born to hug you not dug you
being able to death from the cradle

[hook: michel’le w/ minor variations]

[verse 3: dresta]
now as i lay half dead i cried
and wonder why i’mma gonna die
well, how hard i tried to change and rearrange my plans to be a man
divided we fall, united we stand
but the lord helped the n-gga through this mess
even though, i still got a 9 slug in my chest
but still the n-gga can walk down kimp
even though my arm trims and i walk with a limb
but i’m blessed to be alive and well
doin swell, not in jail
and d-mn sure not in hot h-ll
so next time you’re comin down my row
if it sounds to flow
i’ll be prepare to go, so y’all

[hook: michel’le w/ variations]

[outro: michel’le w/ variations]
i got to do some way
i got to do way
i gotta go
i’m searchin’

- dj yella lyrics

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