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Streets
7
Hip-Hop/Rap
Streets은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2019년 12월 26일일에 1650630 Records DK에서 발매되었습니다.Streets - Single
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발매일2019년 12월 26일
라벨1650630 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
에너지
BPM83

크레딧

작곡 및 작사
Anton Petrov
Anton Petrov
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Karon
Karon
프로듀서
David Rashon
David Rashon
믹싱 엔지니어

가사

Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
When I pull up, I got shooters
Big rocks, big Glocks, and the Rugers
I ain’t cappin’ cuz my homie got a tool ya
Said she want me, I ain’t a mother fuckin’ fool ya
Too much bread, can't do math, need a tutor
Prayin’ for my fam, they can’t lose ya
We were broke, on a slope, 2002 ya
Now we ballin’ and racks all blue, ya
And I'm sweatin’ in my sleep
Catch a body on the street
All my demons live in me, ya
They be tellin’ me to tweak
But I'm loyal like a G
Cuz my homies gotta eat, ya
Fuck you if try me, got the macs out
I ain't gotta fuckin’ problem, less you stash out
We gon’ turn this fuckin’ spot, into a trap house
Spinnin’ hundreds every day till we can’t count
Got the bags in the back with a few pounds
Got the police on my ass, now I'm on the ground
Shot em twice, and homie he dead now
I was bawlin’ and my eyes turned red ya
When I pull up, I got shooters
Big rocks, big Glocks, and the Rugers
I ain’t cappin’ cuz my homie got a tool ya
Said she want me, I ain’t a mother fuckin’ fool ya
Too much bread, can't do math, need a tutor
Prayin’ for my fam, they can’t lose ya
We were broke, on a slope, 2002 ya
Now we ballin’ and racks all blue, ya
When in the fuckin’ cut, I’m countin’ bands
When I make a fuckin’ profit, I count grams
You can’t follow in my footsteps, where I stand
Cuz I do it for my motherfuckin’ fans
And they shoot you in ya sleep
And ya body on the street
And the blood all over me ya
Try to save you, now you free
And ya soul is with up thee
And ya momma she gon’ weep ya
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
When I pull up, I got shooters
Big rocks, big Glocks, and the Rugers
I ain’t cappin’ cuz my homie got a tool ya
Said she want me, I ain’t a mother fuckin’ fool ya
Too much bread, can't do math, need a tutor
Prayin’ for my fam, they can’t lose ya
We were broke, on a slope, 2002 ya
Now we ballin’ and racks all blue, ya
Written by: Anton Petrov
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