Текст (слова) песни: MC Eiht - Streets Don`t Love U

[Verse 1]
Geah, It`s 187 cause I`m back on the block
Quick to shoot first wit the gat that stay cocked
It`s real gangsta shit nigga, It`s on lock
West coast compton, The town that rock
Follow the cracked up roll down the compton block
Not school, But I`m the motherfuckin neighborhood jock
Whether ntv rock or chop ya in
But the team coast sported boy rude a flame
My name not household, I ain`t pac
But on the underground fool, Yeah I`m on top
I don`t play for the mainstream, Fuck around, Have you playin wit the red beam
Fuck around, few shots leave ya gang green
Slumped over, front seat wit a cold lean
Fa sho, I be first in line to start static wit y`all
Have ya mama at the pad awaiting the call
West coast, West side, East side, We slide
Anywhere y`all want it, Nowhere to hide
Geah

[Chorus]
Creep wit the sleeper, Wit the locust look up on my face
You six feet deeper, And you can`t wake, Rain drop`s fallin
These street`s don`t love you, But they can love you
They follow me though

[Verse 2]
Beef ain`t a dvd, It`s automatic
I`m gone off the hood life, So call me an addict
In the land where girls got plastic tits
Niggaz wit plastic grips ready to start shit
Who the fuck y`all wit? And where y`all from?
Hollows quick to follow the philly stomp
How come y`all tryin to play the thug act?
Just the way that a copycat gon react
And the impact when the chambers slide back
In-Depth description of the carjack
And you know that tattoo when the arm`s raised
The shots penetrate you and they don`t graze
I just blaze, Just like school days
I run wit a frat of boys, We so crazed
Creepin, So amazing, We a little iraq when we start engaging
Any nigga I smack, My machine is raging
Gun tucked when I gotta fuckin rhyme on stage, Man

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Been under the hood spell for so damn long
My life in the streets just can`t be wrong
I`m hardcore, Motherfucker, Ain`t no joke
I`m old school like a pimp, Likely to trip
No chip on ya shoulder, Likely to knock it off
Every motherfuckin rhyme you rock is soft
Burn, Weak niggaz, burn
Wannabe o.g., But you can`t earn
Wanna see us flee, But you gon learn
Just wait, Sky free, See the wheels turn
Hustlas, Ridahs, Hoes, Ex-cons, Grown westside boys like lil jon
I`ma bang compton til the break of dawn
Late night hype, Mean bodies on the lawn
Former has been dickies sure ain`t strong
But I`ll jack for ya jewels and head straight to the pawn
Geah

[Chorus]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: MC Eiht - Streets Don`t Love U [Verse 1] Geah, It`s 187 cause I`m back on the block Quick to shoot first wit the gat that stay cocked It`s real gangsta shit nigga, It`s on lock West coast compton, The town that rock Follow the cracked up roll down the compton block Not school, But I`m the motherfuckin neighborhood jock Whether ntv rock or chop ya in But the team coast sported boy rude a flame My name not household, I ain`t pac But on the underground fool, Yeah I`m on top I don`t play for the mainstream, Fuck around, Have you playin wit the red beam Fuck around, few shots leave ya gang green Slumped over, front seat wit a cold lean Fa sho, I be first in line to start static wit y`all Have ya mama at the pad awaiting the call West coast, West side, East side, We slide Anywhere y`all want it, Nowhere to hide Geah [Chorus] Creep wit the sleeper, Wit the locust look up on my face You six feet deeper, And you can`t wake, Rain drop`s fallin These street`s don`t love you, But they can love you They follow me though [Verse 2] Beef ain`t a dvd, It`s automatic I`m gone off the hood life, So call me an addict In the land where girls got plastic tits Niggaz wit plastic grips ready to start shit Who the fuck y`all wit? And where y`all from? Hollows quick to follow the philly stomp How come y`all tryin to play the thug act? Just the way that a copycat gon react And the impact when the chambers slide back In-Depth description of the carjack And you know that tattoo when the arm`s raised The shots penetrate you and they don`t graze I just blaze, Just like school days I run wit a frat of boys, We so crazed Creepin, So amazing, We a little iraq when we start engaging Any nigga I smack, My machine is raging Gun tucked when I gotta fuckin rhyme on stage, Man [Chorus] [Verse 3] Been under the hood spell for so damn long My life in the streets just can`t be wrong I`m hardcore, Motherfucker, Ain`t no joke I`m old school like a pimp, Likely to trip No chip on ya shoulder, Likely to knock it off Every motherfuckin rhyme you rock is soft Burn, Weak niggaz, burn Wannabe o.g., But you can`t earn Wanna see us flee, But you gon learn Just wait, Sky free, See the wheels turn Hustlas, Ridahs, Hoes, Ex-cons, Grown westside boys like lil jon I`ma bang compton til the break of dawn Late night hype, Mean bodies on the lawn Former has been dickies sure ain`t strong But I`ll jack for ya jewels and head straight to the pawn Geah [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Streets Don`t Love U: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/14397.html Все тексты песен: MC Eiht » MC Eiht - Tha Business » MC Eiht - Late Nite Hype Part 2 » MC Eiht - Streets Don`t Love U » MC Eiht - The Hood is Mine » MC Eiht - All for the Money » MC Eiht - Ain`t Nuthin` But Killin` » MC Eiht - Fuc Your Hood » MC Eiht - Caution » MC Eiht - Tha Hood Still Got Me Under » MC Eiht - Once Upon a Time n` the Ghetto » MC Eiht - Goin Out Like Geez » MC Eiht - Goin` Out Like Geez » MC Eiht - Rhyme & Reason soundtrack » MC Eiht - Who`s Tha Man » MC Eiht - We Come Strapped » MC Eiht - So Ruff » MC Eiht - Nuthin but The Gangsta » MC Eiht - Compton Bomb » MC Eiht - Endoness » MC Eiht - Drugs Killin Рекомендуем скачать: » Хабарова Кира - Хулиганка » Хабарова Кира - Жить! » Хабарова Кира - Я не такая » Хабарова Кира - Петербург » Хвостенко Алексей - Прославление Олега Соханевича » Хвостенко Алексей - Симпозион » Хромов Юра - Я ПРИДУ » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Брат » Хромов Юра - ВАСЬКА-ГОЛУБЯТНИК » Хабарова Кира - Лошадка-судьба » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Черный ворон » Хабарова Кира - Танго печали » Хромов Юра - ТАЕЖНАЯ СКАЗКА » Хабарова Кира - Трамвайчик » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Запоминай » Хабарова Кира - Пиво » Хабарова Кира - Мальчик, синие глаза » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Беда » Хабарова Кира - На лоскутном одеяле » Хабарова Кира - Не стой под стрелой
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