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Streets Could Well Be In

other week Said, that if she played with her hair she's probably keen She's playin with her hair, well regularly So I reckon I could well be in She didn

, Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen She's playin with her hair, well regularly, So i reckon i could well be in. She didn

You not Jada but you could, kiss the slugs Until your place hit up Rap niggas in the studio, wasting bucks You're better off making sure papi know your name well

But I finally hit bottom in an alley way Hell wasn't but a breath away So I hit my knee's in the street And begged God for mercy Last night, well,

damn kid on the street, they got something to prove Push a bullet through my heart, why not? That's a start They could push their reps quicker, kill a well

damn kid on the street, they got something to prove Push a bullet through my heart, why not? That's a start They could push their reps quicker, kill a well

Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Nat The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Donald-D is in the place to be

turn off my nightlight They say that true love hurts Well, this could almost kill me Young love murdered, that is what this must be I would give it all to not be

The motivation for me was them telling me what I couldn't be, oh well I felt so inspired by what my teacher said Said I'd either be dead or be a reefer