Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Streets (Remix)

[Intro: Man]

Spark that up
and fly
Oh my
Ohhhh
Ahhhh
Heyyy

[Verse Sticky Fingaz]

I'm a
A dick in the is what i'm holding
mad Polo but only if its stolen
I got no my mind is in the gutter
KId I'll open up face with my orange box cutter
you when you least expect it
Before I met Russel I had a jail record
Plus nothing hurt me when I was at home
These Evil got a mind of their own
My Pops left me for dead with just the clothes on my
I grew up selling
And learning to drive a car
I got street smarts and I use
I can an undercover with my x-ray vision
And if anybody test me out
They gonna make me kill them and throw my carear
I'm my Mothers first born, Her bad seed

[Verse Fredro Star a.k.a. Never]

Its all the next caper
The cocaine, props and
For the ah
the green paper
Me and my roll in the zone of the twilight
The highlight
the next shit don't go right
Its so its blazing
A nigga hayz in
got 'em for a runner
Then the thickens
On like Rod Strickland
ticking
Makes the hardest niggas clicks stop
Hitting stash
And like and expert
ya tracks
And conceal that dirty

[Chorus: Method

is for the gun Triggers
The noise
This is for the gun
ringers
The
And day bangers
And all my hood hustlers who know we headin'

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[Verse Sonsee]

Its all about the $50,000
games and ice chains
We out of the average niggas price
Rings and Remy mixed with
Chicks with Fendi sucking in the Infinity
nigga had mad deco
Fucking petro the nickel metro
All you heard was the gun
On a dead nbight I get my right
red lights no headlights
Pumping Buddah in a Benz
out Mac 10's
Its just the smell of cigarettes
Broke niggas assed out
Took 2 puffs and out
Woke him up with 21 of penicillin
him up
I thought it was hempacillin
Yo chill kid lamp kid, chill kid you
Aye yo JB hit me one

[Verse Method Man]

Its the Blaze be Johnny
Not many can do that ass raunchy
Lyric to the muzak we
out for the niggas that be holding
Raunchy up your colon
Of course its
assault
We can walk dogs through all 5 boroughs of New York
talk
While individuals walk
In my square tryin' to thoughts
lies in my ears
Got me my peers
That be show and prove don't belong here
I be the Chef in Hells
Pop in the clip and hit the DJ if the records
My gotta keep me at arms distance
I know myself onion head niggas listen
I the what
Got no for that wiz bitchin'
I'm to blow in 5 seconds
The clocks ticking consider this another
impossible as he gets
blowing up your nostril
We
Come on take if you dare
The why its so raw cause its real
I swear by the hairs on my Chiggy Chin
To the day I die I the Grimy niggas
The ones who afford Tommy Hillfigger
The and dirty Johnny fill Niggas

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