Traduction: T-Bone. Rues dur.
lay down and die, I gotta try man! Chorus What are these hard streets doing to me Ghetto running through me Thicker than blood, down in the mud Trying to come up, these hard streets
down and die, I gotta try man! Chorus What are these hard streets doing to me Ghetto running through me Thicker than blood, down in the mud Trying to come up, these hard streets
once on the street You didn't notice me But I think of you whenever life gets me down I think of you whenever you're not around You rest your bones
Whitney (uh) Justin a prob give us like he feel I boned Britney (uh) I really don't get me (uh), I really won't get me YEAH! [Chorus] I think y'all know by now that I ain't
roams the shoes come in chrome I ain?t new if ain't buy white yellow and Q'cumba stones That send chills threw a womans bones But life gives groove
t praying enough And we all could be beat, and I ain't saying I'm tough But if it's beef I don't speak, I ain't saying "What's up" If it's beef when we
We are the boys who will guide you through Hard cracked runaways, take no fools Grey slab concrete, iron and bone Don't look back, you'll be screwed to
will die fucking with that Ro He ain't never been a bitch he ain't never been no hoe Don't know how to be a broad don't know how to be a mark I put the
that your life is bad at ten Though, I don't wanna hurt nobody I will not hesitate, to put fo' in your body Don't get it twisted, I don't be rapping about
a world of my own my nigga, I'm a G in these streets And if you looking for me bitch, I'ma be in these streets It ain't no hiding from the shadow of death
4 gangsta and I bust back Southsi' for li' Familia, until I'm on my back [Hook] [Trae] I'm a bonified soldier, in the G to the T Motherfuckers be screaming murder, on T
he told me I was S.U.C. My nigga never had a hateful bone, in his body And all he said was yes, he never said no to anybody I ain't never, had a friend
have to Nigga with Benjamin faces I be after, then I get ghost like casper Don't work then don't eat, play the game but don't cheat Cause trying to get
work, fuck sheep Spit heat on beats, to make my, ends meet Press hard on tablet sheets, everything else is obsolete Victim of these ghetto streets, you don't work, you don't
don't fuck with 3rd Coast These niggaz can't fade 3rd Coast, these niggaz can't fade 3rd Coast You could lose your life, don't fuck with 3rd Coast These niggaz can't
the woman that I left at home All alone Ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone Over the phone In my mind I can see her naked I can't take it Got me shakin
his nine, cause times, they ain't what they used to be Ain't a penitentiary built big enough for me and my niggaz on the streets, man listen Cause these ain't the old days Ain't
