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Yeah. You see, When I started out like, we just wanted Barners, Ps, you know. For my niggas. Bitches to fuck, all of that shit, you know. Thought I pin the nine. Catch a body or something, you know. Couldn't see past that shit. Thought we was winning with that. And on some next shit. Yo, uh. Drop that 808. Uh. How can I love something that killed my niggas? How can I love something that gave my real Niggas life? They On that corner standing underneath Them streetlights. For real. From the crack of dawn to the middle of That night. Facts. I was only 15, motherfucker. 15. These street dreams turned me to a fiend, Motherfucker. To a fiend. Look at what it done to me. Tariq got stabbed right in front of me. Uh. Had to ride home with his blood on Me. Couldn't let my mother see. No one there to comfort me. Happy he ain't die, cuz that shit there would've Come for me. Would've I ain't bitch made. Uh. I got a whole load of bug in Me. Left school and enrolled in thuggery. Yeah, yeah. My heart cold and then winter fell. Uh. Flashbacks of them prison cells. On the wing where all them killers dwell. Took an L because I didn't tell. Took Closed business wasn't getting mail. What? Nigga, how you think I felt? How think felt? After everything I did for the Set. Forgive me, Lord, I ain't living correct. No escape, but where I live was a mess. Mess. And I can still smell the piss in The lift, and the piss on them steps. I Niggas older than me wishing me dead. Facts. 'Cause I was really a threat. Facts. 'Cause I'm the one that don't forgive or Forget. I don't. They shot Michael in his bed And really laid him to rest. Uh. Man, this shit that replay in my head. Every time I wake up, I'm thinking maybe I'm Next. Fuck that, I wasn't going. Going. Grabbed my knife and started poking. Like pooking. Got the pipe and started blowing. Blatt. Paper started flowing 'cause I'm selling that Work. Running through this white girl and I'm Selling that dirt. You know being broke definitely hurts. It hurts. My feelings will be back ways and I'm letting it burn. Uh. My bitch mad because I'm smelling of herb. Asking me shit about hoes, she tryna get on My nerves. You won't understand, baby, 'til I'm dead on the curb. For Why I don't wanna be seen or ever Get heard. Pussy nigga, I'm forever alert. Real Peckham boy. Hand tins and MAC-10s was our weapon choice. Blatt. Can't believe my dead woes won't see me Blow. I'm in the norm, even though they wanna See me ghost. They can't come 'cause Spen taught Me how to clean the pole. Spens. You gang banging, why you niggas scared to Rock a roll? you scared, I was there when The block was hot and the block was cold. Sleeping in that crack house, I gotta block my Nose. I did it for my bros, you know I'm talking all of them. All of pick up when you call, my brudda, Please call again. Yeah, yeah. If I can't run to the bank, I guess I'm calling then. Guess I'm calling. I tell the D, "Suck my dick", I can't Talk to them. I'm cool with rappers now, But we could go to war again. For I need the realest in these streets if You're talking ends. Peckham. Peckham. Almighty Peckham. You're a king in your hood, but 'round here You wouldn't last. You wouldn't I know my future Bright when I'm considering my past. I was laughed at, these hoes that wouldn't give Me a task. Now they begging for me to Just give 'em a opp. Nah. It ain't happening, I'm far from a sucker. Far from sucker. Tiny Boost, well-known, hard Motherfucker. Break up my large for my brudda. Thank you for the sunnah. Uh. Loyalty is priceless. Niggas think you're weak when you show a little Kindness. Yeah, you thick. Just to remind them. Uh. My first street dreams was a nightmare, Now I'm putting that behind us. Yeah. It's that simple. Simple. We ain't playing no games. No games. You know I've been through it all, Lived it all, you already know. You know what Rest in peace all my niggas, Free all my niggas. Gang, You know what I'm saying? Tiny Boost, SN1. You know where we from, you know how This Strictly for the streets. You know where we from, You know how we coming. Yeah. know we coming. Let me hear that from the top.
Tiny Boost — Street Talk
«Street Talk» — Tiny Boost. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:48. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
