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City Streets


by Gangsta Boo. Buy album CD: Enquiring Minds, Vol. 2: The Soap Opera


Whisper:
(I can't be fuckin wit dem,
These niggas shady baby,
They want to eat up off me,
But they don't want to pay me.
They want to take my life,
I ask tha lord to save me.
Its super-serious now THAT YALL come it's tha crazy lady.)


Normal voice: (Chorus)
I can't be fuckin wit dem,
These niggas shady baby,
They want to eat up off me,
But they don't want to pay me.
They want to take my life,
I ask tha lord to save me,
It super-serious now THAT YALL come it's tha crazy lady.
I can't be fuckin wit dem,
These niggas shady baby,
They want to eat up off me,
But they don't want to pay me.
They wat to take my life,
I ask tha lord to save me.
This shit is serious now THAT YALL come it's tha crazy lady.

Verse 1:
Im just a cool chick around tha way hood chick,
Aint takin no shit from a nigga or a bitch.
I ride late night high lookin in tha sky,
Im askin god why we live life until we die.
These entertainment niggas foney they don't be your friends,
They lookin at me smilying damit with an evil grin.
I just be lookin at tha scene
And now and everybody rapin now this shit is killin me
You do not have no tallent!
Im bout to take it to another damn level
And go back down and down what you niggas think im tryna tell ya.
Im gonna stand up on my own,
Im gonna re-play my TUNE im goona give it,
If u take it listen to my song.
This time around
I got far niggas wit me cus tha closes one's around are tha closes one that CROSS ME (yea).
Its all good cus bull-shit destroyes self,
Im gonna be tha last one standin till i reach my death!


(chorus)1X


Verse 2:
They wonder why im crazed,
They must be in a daze,
Git out tha purple-haze they pay me then begin to blaze.
You aint gon see me scared,
Yea i aint ever scared.
Look how you made me feelin crazy all up in tha head.
Say what you wanna say,
Play how you wanna play,
Its gon git ugly nigga trust me i will stop your days!
You aint no made niggah,
You be's a fake nigga,
I no tha truth do you want me to explore it nigga!
I no some wilde shit,
Shit that's on tha hush (hush),
And if i told,
You will proly try to fuck me up.
So ima play it cool,
Baby call me cool Boo,
I no your GONA GIVE was comming to you real soon.
Her man real got me bumpin in tha studio,
Boo need's you
I glad that you found my soul.
If you be wise, true,
If you be platnum or gold.
Just git your money and reamber keep your buisness close.


(chorus)1X


Yea fuck you. pay me.




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Album: Enquiring Minds, Vol. 2: The Soap Opera (2003) Lyrics
cd Buy "Enquiring Minds, Vol. 2: The Soap Opera" CD
  1. Intro - Tha Truth
  2. Sippin & Spinnin
  3. How We Roll
  4. Let Me Get That Off You
  5. City Streets
  6. Posted @ The Bar
  7. Jail Talk
  8. Move
  9. Cutty Girl
  10. Let's Get High
  11. Down Chick
  12. Kill Or Be Killed
  13. Weed & Cocaine
  14. Interlude
  15. 3 Way
  16. Where They Hang

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