Lil Boosie - What I Learned From the Streets lyrics

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Lil Boosie - What I Learned From the Streets lyrics

[lil boosie] Off Gate, this what i learned from the streets (talk to em) Handle your beef (yeaaaaah) You playing with keys(keys!) Sleep with your heat (betta) You a role model lil partner gotta be neat All hoes aint sweet, they messy (they messy) Everything happens for a reason but they all lessons If u stressen then pick ur head up(head up!), n***a, Get your bread up(bread up!), n***a, If ur scared, scared n***as get they head bust I make u catch a heart attack, in starter hatch Just left downtown i got my 40 back A situation started, n***a im never smiling Beast mode until they take me, got that from ivy Any n***a who watch u up and down want something you got Why my enemies iffing me got that from pop If i flop then its back to selling blocks (f** it!!!) Back to telling n***as they cant hustle in my spot, off the top My daddy raised me to hate a cop So all my motherf**in life, i hated cops Calv rich told me n***as change when u give them blocks n***a told me when i ride better keep it co*ked -chorus:- This what i learned from the streets Keep it real lil n***a(from the heart) Keep your steel lil n***a f** these hoes lil n***a But get ur roles lil n***a This what i learned from the streets Watch ur back lil n***a(watcha back) Keep it strapped lil n***a(keep it strapped) You lil hatch lil n***a A real gutter n***a and ur nuts a lil bigga [lil boosie verse 2] Peep all yo surroundings (watch everything) Money is money so concentrate when u count it Every n***a who bouncin aint no gangsta a** n***a(believe dat) And i learned that from richas Spoil all the dopefiends I learned that from pitchas Fred city show me how to roll that k**a Big loc show me how to come with rhythm Ever since then ive been the sickest in the system Donkey, down an jacobs took me on my first mission I jumped out bustin f** it u aint saying nuthin Ivy showed me how to cook it up and get it hard Put me on this j**ellery sh** i miss my boy Look, no matter how good you treat em (ooooooh) That dope will make em do evil learn that from that clown jeefers These n***a turning on they own people(aunti told me) These n***as devils out here -chorus- [shell] The streets told me boy thugga keep that thang on ya And f** ur friends cause most n***as they'll change on ya These streets cold so u gotta keep that heater close Might be ur boy thats tryin burn u, dog u never know Man look these hoes aint no better they be vulchers too I crossed one of those n***as and now they crossing u Just keep it G and handle business like the bosses do Know u the sh** but homie keep em flies off of you Keep ur mouth all open shut when people talk to you U dont know sh** no matter how much time they offer you Dont stop until u got enough to a vault or 2 And know one thing its a slight chance ull take a loss or 2 Keep ur eyes open and ya ear all the way to the streets Its money over everything till u rest in peace Keep ur eyes open and ya ear all the way to the streets Its money over everything till u rest in peace -chorus-

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