Trae Tha Truth - Streetz Changed lyrics

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Trae Tha Truth - Streetz Changed lyrics

[Intro] Motherf** yo, mother f** yo Motherf**, motherf**, motherf** yo That's the hook right there What you say Watson Come on [Hook: Trae tha Truth] Nowadays I feel it's strange Streets are different, this sh** changed f** these n***as I'ma get change In the hutu strip like ain't sh** changed I swear to God this sh** changed Won't play the same, I gotta switch lanes Real n***a, can't f** with no lames I play for real, I don't play games Real n***a, can't f** with no lames I play for real, I don't play games I swear to God this sh** changed Streets are different, this sh** changed [Verse 1: Trae tha Truth] I'm in an all-black wardrobe, finna hit the corner Life is a b**h, you can tell her I don't want her b**h named nina, dead n***a run up on her f** n***as nothing like me, I'm a loner Everything real, I f** em around the corner Yeah I'm from the gutter where it's hotter than a sauna Something like Floyd Mayweather when I go off Your faith that I have [?] run up on ya Never been a fake, tell em I'm real with it Truk nino, [?] with it Never gave a f** then, you can tell em I'm still with it Eff a hard n***a, you can tell em he's still with it Tell em I was one of the realest that ever did this Call me David Blane, would work the way I hit this 622-50 [?] street built this Everything I touch I murder n***a, I k** this [Hook] [Verse 2: Trae tha Truth] b**h I'm still here, nose dive to the coffin n***a Feeling like the hood wanna off a n***a Can't please everybody, too cold for n***as I'm the same motherf**er who done fought for n***as Bled for n***as, fed them n***as Might have left a motherf**er dead for n***as But I be God damn I'ma say it for n***as They gon' tuck their tail if I [?] for n***as [?] back in his good Gladiator showed up like a pack in the hood And you can call it what you want I got rack in the hood f** a burner you die from a shank in the hood So I wish this West stay hard hear us Still press on, I'm, pressing yards fear us Ducked out from you fake n***as Ho just come bless what the yard give us [Hook] [Intro]

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