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ron deuce - streets mean lyrics

[intro]
ch+ch+chyeah
uh uh
ride with a n+gga
slide with a n+gga
it’s that real b+town for life
the family
takin no losses n+gga

[[verse 1] 1: ron deuce]
i’m bending corners round the b+town
made a left on rst block
thinking bout how kc got shot
so i’m riding with that 4+0
bout to make a left on mabel
d+money say they on the bully block
i’m drinking straight from the bottle
don’t forget to tap that top tho
we down the fifth den we back to the haskell store
made a right on pablo
bend the block russell
welcome to the park
but please don’t be alarmed
they don gentrified the city
so we kick back and smoke weed and talk sh+t pay homage to the real g’s from the b+t
i’m a real one you know me
..bout cash bout family
to be alive is a blessing
we made it with imperfections no losses but lessons i don been in every hood from the waterfront to the crescents
campbell village acorn murder dubb central richmond
if n+ggas near the water them sharks come out to get ya
i’m never trippin
calm and collective but never slippin
[chorus: naiqui]
back to the wall but the streets is how i made it through
prayers up for the homies turned to angels
could’ve been different look at what it came to
cause you know the streets love you then they hate you
streets mean like that
sins on my own of my soul i pray
god forgive my past, i’m just a man of god please don’t let the devil show

[verse 2: young eez]
missing lyrics

[verse 3: ron deuce]
i pray to god i don’t in end up in prison
i’m hot tempered
been isolated
i see em from a far hatin
whip caucasian slappin american dreamin
got game for hov
without guidance i’d be a demon
i’m smashing down 80
smoking backwoods with the lady
she all into reiki so our conversations be crazy
make a stop in the 80’s
grab some fish and den we dip
can’t post in one spot fa too long you get stripped
all the real ones with the sh+t either dead or they in jail i keep money on my phone and pictures sent through the mail
only f+ck with the solid who trying see a few mill
if im ever down to a dolla im robbin sh+t foreal
and she like that
once they f+ck a bay boy they be right back
yeah yeah
she like that
once she f+ck a berkeley n+gga ain’t no coming back
i’m never trippin
calm and collective but never slippin
[chorus: naiqui]
back to the wall but the streets is how i made it through
prayers up for the homies turned to angels
could’ve been different look at what it came to
cause you know the streets love you then they hate you
streets mean like that
sins on my own of my soul i pray
god forgive my past, i’m just a man of god please don’t let the devil show

[outro: ron deuce]
one time for the one time
2800 is the block 2800 is the block

- ron deuce lyrics

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