Yea, Yea, Yea,Yea
Yea
Yea
Haha
Yea
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
Nosy niggas be prying
And the streets taught me
That these hoes be lying
They be fake crying
Oh
Nah I ain't buying
No
You ain't crying
Ho
So why you lying
For
Boy these streets taught me
I gotta watch my back
I gotta strap in my pack you'll see pitch black
I needed cash send ol girl to get a lil pack
She a bossy lil lady with fat cat
Boy the streets taught me
That these niggas be snitching
And the streets taught me
Nighas really be bitches
And bitches really be hoes
Closest friends turned foes
In these streets be cold
So bring the heat and be bold
See the streets taught me
How to hold a pole
And never fold
Can't be bought cuz i was never sold
G's supposed to have a code
Family come first that's a load
New niggas and bitches really got me blowed
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
Ain't no time for no games
Man the streets taught me
I gotta do my thing
And don't worry bout lames
Just keep making plays
And make sure you drop anyone that's in your way
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy The Streets Taught Me
Boy The Streets Taught Me
Taught Me f*ck them haters, nigga never stop
Boy The Streets Taught Me
King Dee - Streets Taught Me Lyrics
King Dee - Streets Taught Me Lyrics
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Yea, Yea, Yea,Yea
Yea
Yea
Haha
Yea
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
Nosy niggas be prying
And the streets taught me
That these hoes be lying
They be fake crying
Oh
Nah I ain't buying
No
You ain't crying
Ho
So why you lying
For
Boy these streets taught me
I gotta watch my back
I gotta strap in my pack you'll see pitch black
I needed cash send ol girl to get a lil pack
She a bossy lil lady with fat cat
Boy the streets taught me
That these niggas be snitching
And the streets taught me
Nighas really be bitches
And bitches really be hoes
Closest friends turned foes
In these streets be cold
So bring the heat and be bold
See the streets taught me
How to hold a pole
And never fold
Can't be bought cuz i was never sold
G's supposed to have a code
Family come first that's a load
New niggas and bitches really got me blowed
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
Ain't no time for no games
Man the streets taught me
I gotta do my thing
And don't worry bout lames
Just keep making plays
And make sure you drop anyone that's in your way
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy The Streets Taught Me
Boy The Streets Taught Me
Taught Me f*ck them haters, nigga never stop
Boy The Streets Taught Me
Yea
Yea
Haha
Yea
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
Nosy niggas be prying
And the streets taught me
That these hoes be lying
They be fake crying
Oh
Nah I ain't buying
No
You ain't crying
Ho
So why you lying
For
Boy these streets taught me
I gotta watch my back
I gotta strap in my pack you'll see pitch black
I needed cash send ol girl to get a lil pack
She a bossy lil lady with fat cat
Boy the streets taught me
That these niggas be snitching
And the streets taught me
Nighas really be bitches
And bitches really be hoes
Closest friends turned foes
In these streets be cold
So bring the heat and be bold
See the streets taught me
How to hold a pole
And never fold
Can't be bought cuz i was never sold
G's supposed to have a code
Family come first that's a load
New niggas and bitches really got me blowed
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
Ain't no time for no games
Man the streets taught me
I gotta do my thing
And don't worry bout lames
Just keep making plays
And make sure you drop anyone that's in your way
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy the streets taught me
How to angle that gloc
And the streets taught me
Never ever trust a cop
Boy the streets taught me
Stay away from them opps
And the streets taught me
F*ck them haters nigga never stop
Boy The Streets Taught Me
Boy The Streets Taught Me
Taught Me f*ck them haters, nigga never stop
Boy The Streets Taught Me
Writer: Donald McNeil
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