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young maylay - grove street lyrics

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[verse 1]
turn it dog
bump the beat
g r o v e street (2x)

i’m from grove street
keep the green rag on me
los santos og homie
i’m from grove street
everybody know the name
and g r o v e is the game!

[chorus]
the g the r the o the v the e the s the t
grove street

[verse 2]
18.5 meters 61 feet
f-ck a public mickey mouse and bust some -ss
grove street
so you got the og
cj
from san andreas yup gta
you are now rollin’ in the best party bus in your way
from the top to the bottom of the floor mane
my big interior decked up big motoring sound system
tell it turn it up loud listen

(chorus 2x)

[verse 3]
i’m a og from grove street
green rag on me
jean set clean tags both sleeves
gsf – grove street families
ballas are the enemies
and no they can’t stand me
big smoke, ryder or my older brother sweet
had guns we were shooting off our shoulders in the streets
the police? was tenpenny and pulaski
harr-ss me
they really wanna get me and then catch me
high speed chasin’
losin’ the cops
they shooting at me from the barricade refusing to stop
3 or 4 stars?
nothin’ for a n-gga man
got a stolen car and another one and get away
what i’m from is drug dealings and prost-tution
everyday, i’m on a mission with lots of shootin’
i’m a good guy but come from a bad place
it’s all about the green
like there’s rag on my face

(chorus 2x)

[verse 4]
i’m from grove street
with the police to come
and try to plan dope on the homies be run
with all the hot spots with the #1 rule
don’t run to the safehouse until it get cool
dudes kickin’ boxheads put yay on the stove
but cj made them run away from the grove
i got helicopters, hovermans
there’s nothin’ when you workin’ with the government
all the b-tches in the hood lovin’ it
i started in the bars
sick of roastin’ the ranks
got a fresh haircut
get some clothes and i’m sraight
hit the set bangin’ hard
first enemy cj see
full of peace then he spray the car
ballas, police and vagos shootin’ at me
bullet holes is in my clothes due to catch me
another high speed right in yo’ face
c.r.a.s.h. about to chase then put yo’ life in a case

(chorus 2x)



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