These Streets Keep Me Rollin'

These Streets Keep Me Rollin' Lyrics

Chorus: x4
(Master P)
These streets keep me rollin'
Can't stop cause these presidents I'm holdin'

(Master P)
You see I'm a killer by heart
A G by nature
You see these ho's a love you
And these niggas a hate you
When you young and ballin'
I mean broke and fallin'
I said sleeping and crawlin'
That's when the Devil be callin'
They want to take all your change
T-shirts and khakis
These ho's a love me
Or send some niggas to jack me
The game done change
It's not the same
Da Last Don be my name
Cause I'm tru to da game
I mean a bird in the bush can't touch one in the hand
Out in the streets be lying in a can
I done change and they watch me
The fedz can't stop me
It'll take millions to box me
But the ghetto you got me

Chorus: x4

(FIEND)
What's the purpose of being the baddest
When some haters a kill for your status
For a taste of lavish
Or follow you home for the cabbage
But look here we savages
Survivors and Soldiers
f**k with one of us we get in ya vains like embolia
On his casket lies a magnolia
Flower for peace
Sun lying in the faces of his newphew and neice
I'm the beast
You know me FIEND the glock carrier
f**k with anything of mind I'll have ya pops bury ya
Guns with the sound barrier
Livin for no tomorrow
Show me the dirty cargo
And f**k your family morrows
Boy souls I'm quick to borrow
Gettin' sisters and brothers to
I got something to kill you and a thought of another you
Just another number to
The murder rate in my city
One week all kids born with no pitty
sh*tty ain't it
How it's painted
Realness thru my eyes
Just sh*t we deal with livin these tru lies

Chorus till end