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streetz love me - e mozzy lyrics

[chorus: e mozzy]
the streets love me and i love ’em back
if a body drop, then we double back
n*ggas f*ck with sucker’s, i can’t f*ck with that
after we huddle up, we slide where you n*ggas at
the streets love me and i love ’em back
if a body drop, then we double back
n*ggas f*ck with sucker’s, i can’t f*ck with that
after we huddle up, we slide where you n*ggas at

[verse 1]
i’m in the gutter for real, i ain’t hard to find
i know you see me all the time, i be on my grind
sucker’s on my line, cracker tryna give me time
they don’t wanna see me shine, even when i’m grimy
n*ggas say they doin’ sh*t, them b*tch n*ggas lyin’
they got all my real n*ggas facin’ mortified
if i ever meet my maker, look him in his eyes
n*ggas know when it’s [?] ’cause it’s on sight
makin’ n*ggas wreck, leave you wet
pull off on the bike
we don’t beef over mike’s, n*gga that’s the f*ggot type
p*ssy n*gga snitchin’, ’cause he can’t handel life
your family already prepared, for your candel light
it sail on mine, these n*ggas stand the sign
i don’t even need the game, the way i handel mine
if it ain’t coming out to amends, it ain’t apart of mine
and this extra [?] make it past the borderline
[chorus]
the streets love me and i love ’em back
if a body drop, then we double back
n*ggas f*ck with sucker’s, i can’t f*ck with that
after we huddle up, we slide where you n*ggas at
the streets love me and i love ’em back
if a body drop, then we double back
n*ggas f*ck with sucker’s, i can’t f*ck with that
after we huddle up, we slide where you n*ggas at

[verse 2: celly ru]
i don’t pay attention to the sucker sh*t (at all)
she tappin’ in with the sucker’s, n*gga f*ck the b*tch (n*gga f*ck the b*tch)
n*ggas too, pick a side you gon’ be f*ckin’ with (n*gga)
cause if you wouldn’t wanna shoot, don’t say i’m on some other sh*t (don’t say i’m on some other sh*t)
backed on a n*gga bruh, he was never loyal (at all)
act like they sly witchu, and start tellin’ on you
my bruh a shooter, point ’em out, he on his melon for you (he on his melon for you)
body full of gun powder residue, i smell it on you (i smell it on you)
bodybags full of sucker’s we was ‘sputin with (f*ck ’em)
n*ggas popped up, and got popped up for stupid sh*t (f*ck ’em)
stripped bruh for his gun, he wasn’t using it
n*ggas got hammers, and they shootin’ sh*t, it’s losin’ it
they ain’t in the streets, n*ggas strictly on some music sh*t (they strictly on some music sh*t)
murder on my mind, all the time, he follow through with it (and we follow through with it)
n*ggas gettin’ money with the sucker’s, i ain’t doin’ it (at all)
n*ggas go to jail for gun possession and ain’t usin’ it (n*gga)
[chorus]
the streets love me and i love ’em back
if a body drop, then we double back
n*ggas f*ck with sucker’s, i can’t f*ck with that
after we huddle up, we slide where you n*ggas at
the streets love me and i love ’em back
if a body drop, then we double back
n*ggas f*ck with sucker’s, i can’t f*ck with that
after we huddle up, we slide where you n*ggas at

- e mozzy lyrics

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