DJ Kay Slay, Ghostface Killah, AZ, Raekwon - Growing Up In These Streets lyrics
DJ Kay Slay [Keith Grayson] New York, U.S.
AZ [Anthony Cruz]
[DJ Kay Slay, Ghostface Killah, AZ, Raekwon - Growing Up In These Streets lyrics]
Word to mama, man, damn
Tryna get the fuck up outta there, huh?
It's real life, man
Just gotta keep your head in the
Right direction
Don't play with these niggas out here
Gotta be strong though
Only the strong survive, you heard?
Real rap, The Chef, yeah
Hey, yo from blazin' chandeliers on throats
We gangstas with hope
With trappers in traffic
There's land on the coast
Pipelines be pumpin' nighttime
With kilos dispersed
A bulletproof hearse in back of the church
See they grind
The timeline won't even last, they 25's
Quick to spaz yeah, then flip on that ass
The block's burnin'
Narcs and sharks, thugs and drugs
Clogs and knots and rocks and parks
Hold your slime, I need money
But hate bein' the stickup kid
'Cause what I did could have
Cost me a whole lifetime
And everybody knowin' everybody
Niggas in front of the
Lobbies until bodies drop how he got lined?
Keep it movin', keep your loved ones movin'
See, we started a movement
I guess we Grand Groovin', y'all
Checks the shines until then we fine
Cash rule everything around mine in the mind
Now rewind, yo
What is it? Real-life
Huh, traumatizin' word up
Concrete jungle the real question is
What I didn't see, ha ha
Uh
Days to decades, the drugs raids to sex craze
From Fruit's Loops and leche made
It to head jefe fiends on check day
Murder scenes when the TEC spray the segue
You gotta have sight beyond the X ray
Pump shotties, slump bodies in front lobbies
Young hotties gettin' drunk
Hoppin' in Mazzies
Blunt robberies, niggas owin', tip toein'
It's sick
Been in the mix since Slick Rick flowin'
Legit lost for words when they offed the
Homie Surge on the jooks
My whole outlook on life was blurred
Them corner curves just bein' there
Ain't even fair
And as far as leavin' there, if you do
I don't even care
Seen it all from Sutter Ave to Seton Hall
East Elmhurst to Eaton wall
We grieve and more
Same song just sets changin', rep claimin'
From sellin' crack to rap, I kept aimin'
Yeah, Kay Slay shit, baby let's go in
Shootouts, unexplainable murders where
Shit runs deep late-night commotions
The neighbors can't sleep
That's why I pose in the flicks with my heat
One deep i got burners all over the
Place like a song leak
My man open arms for a hug, I'm reachin'
I gotta tell myself take your
Hand off the grip, they greetin'
(Get off the gun, man)
Automatic spit like a dumb bitch
With a tongue ring
It's classic like them DAT
Machines up in King (Woo)
Death before dishonor, we pray for your mama
She don't never have to pick a
Killer's face in a lineup (Nah)
His criminal lawyer
His face resembles a young Oscar De La Hoya
This kid's attorney is torture
In these streets, dust heads big bags of
Like a skeleton sucked in, they bones is weak
Miss ya
ATF come through swingin' that big shit
No Popeyes
They here to put two in your biscuit
Tryna get the fuck up outta there, huh?
It's real life, man
Just gotta keep your head in the
Right direction
Don't play with these niggas out here
Gotta be strong though
Only the strong survive, you heard?
Real rap, The Chef, yeah
Hey, yo from blazin' chandeliers on throats
We gangstas with hope
With trappers in traffic
There's land on the coast
Pipelines be pumpin' nighttime
With kilos dispersed
A bulletproof hearse in back of the church
See they grind
The timeline won't even last, they 25's
Quick to spaz yeah, then flip on that ass
The block's burnin'
Narcs and sharks, thugs and drugs
Clogs and knots and rocks and parks
Hold your slime, I need money
But hate bein' the stickup kid
'Cause what I did could have
Cost me a whole lifetime
And everybody knowin' everybody
Niggas in front of the
Lobbies until bodies drop how he got lined?
Keep it movin', keep your loved ones movin'
See, we started a movement
I guess we Grand Groovin', y'all
Checks the shines until then we fine
Cash rule everything around mine in the mind
Now rewind, yo
What is it? Real-life
Huh, traumatizin' word up
Concrete jungle the real question is
What I didn't see, ha ha
Uh
Days to decades, the drugs raids to sex craze
From Fruit's Loops and leche made
It to head jefe fiends on check day
Murder scenes when the TEC spray the segue
You gotta have sight beyond the X ray
Pump shotties, slump bodies in front lobbies
Young hotties gettin' drunk
Hoppin' in Mazzies
Blunt robberies, niggas owin', tip toein'
It's sick
Been in the mix since Slick Rick flowin'
Legit lost for words when they offed the
Homie Surge on the jooks
My whole outlook on life was blurred
Them corner curves just bein' there
Ain't even fair
And as far as leavin' there, if you do
I don't even care
Seen it all from Sutter Ave to Seton Hall
East Elmhurst to Eaton wall
We grieve and more
Same song just sets changin', rep claimin'
From sellin' crack to rap, I kept aimin'
Yeah, Kay Slay shit, baby let's go in
Shootouts, unexplainable murders where
Shit runs deep late-night commotions
The neighbors can't sleep
That's why I pose in the flicks with my heat
One deep i got burners all over the
Place like a song leak
My man open arms for a hug, I'm reachin'
I gotta tell myself take your
Hand off the grip, they greetin'
(Get off the gun, man)
Automatic spit like a dumb bitch
With a tongue ring
It's classic like them DAT
Machines up in King (Woo)
Death before dishonor, we pray for your mama
She don't never have to pick a
Killer's face in a lineup (Nah)
His criminal lawyer
His face resembles a young Oscar De La Hoya
This kid's attorney is torture
In these streets, dust heads big bags of
Like a skeleton sucked in, they bones is weak
Miss ya
ATF come through swingin' that big shit
No Popeyes
They here to put two in your biscuit