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[Intro] Datpiff.com world premiere La musica de Harry Fraud [Chorus (Extended): Kobe] Man, these streets keep on callin' me Will I ever make it outta here? I Don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know Man, these streets [?] all of me Will I ever make it outta here? I don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know [Verse 1: Joell Ortiz] Check Man, there's somethin' 'bout that rush that you get when you cut up a brick When you riding by the narcs right after bustin' a lick When put that V in park and shorty suckin' ya dick And you do that shit so much that sometimes you fuckin' forget It's the way they respect you, the way that they fear you No one second guess you, when you talking they hear you There's somethin' 'bout that rubber band 'bout to pop And dimes try and hold ya fuckin' hand walking out the spot Everyday's a pay day, you never try and make way Feelin' like JJ, dynamite in ya hay day May kick it like Pelé on the stair 'round a way day Or wake up and say hey, spontaneous vaycay They mad like [?], you try and find Advil It's that type morning, you spent last night ballin' God spoke to me, I know that rap's my calling But even with these Dre's loud I hear that fast life calling [Chorus: Kobe] Man, these streets keep on callin' me Will I ever make it outta here? I Don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Dawg The streets used to have my number back when I had the 15 inch screen Middle console of the Hummer Back when I thought it'd be my last summer Starin' at the burner nozzle wider than a plunger Where on sight they would expunge ya Had I stayed I wouldn't of lasted long Taught me everything that my high school didn't have classes on Older niggas passed it on There's a gap in our generations, these younger dudes are saints We used to ask who was snitchin' but nowadays who ain't? Had to keep the 4 pound, every block had his own pound If a showdown where to go down, they'd turn this shit to a ghost town Lost so many niggas, we could be goin' fast Honestly, I don't think I'm morning past, I wasn't mourning who had passed [?] after that life expectancy we don't expect to see There's a bunch of niggas breathing right now that's dead to me I'm one of the few that made it out the hood successfully I lose all my celebrity, all my Ruger’s left with me [Chorus: Kobe] Man, these streets keep on callin' me Will I ever make it outta here? I Don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know [Verse 3: Royce da 5'9"] Yeah, Slaughterhouse, nigga Uh, every now and then you gotta demonstrate Bust a nigga head for old times sake, look at what those signs say Welcome to the D, the city that sittin' inside the mitten You know the crime state where Jimmy Hoffa's body locked away in a safe [?] time in place where not even time safe I wear a hoodie to war, they talkin' about me now, "I wonder would he mature" Supposed to be lookin' for me now, claimin' I'm hiding from you now Until you find me with my foot in your door The street said I made a sex tape, no the fuck I didn't If I did then MTV woulda nominated me for a Woody Award That's off the topic tho Niggas walked in my house and went shoppin' in my closet, dog, I'm not the store With everything I do niggas still shit on me See Boogie Brown told me, "Get over it, niggas just ain't like you" So I'ma take her advice and move on from you niggas Try to move on me, I'ma take your life [Chorus: Kobe] Man, these streets keep on callin' me Will I ever make it outta here? I Don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know
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