Luyện nghe bài hát Evil Streets (remix)

Intro: Man

Spark that up
and fly
Oh my
Ohhhh
Ahhhh
Eiiii

One: Sticky Fingaz

I'm a
A in the dirt is what i'm holding
Sporting mad but only if its stolen
I got no my mind is in the gutter
KId I'll open up your with my orange box cutter
Soak you when you expect it
Before I met Russel I only had a jail
Plus nothing ever me when I was at home
These Evil got a mind of their own
My Pops me for dead with just the clothes on my back
I up selling crack
And to drive a car jack
I got street smarts and I use
I can spot an undercover with my vision
And if test me out there
They gonna make me kill and throw away my carear
I'm my Mothers first born, Her bad seed

Verse Two: Fredro Star a.k.a.

Its all the next caper
The cocaine, and acres
For the ah
the green paper
Me and my crew in the zone of the twilight
The highlight
When the next shit go right
Its so tight its
A nigga squeezed in
got 'em geezing for a
the plot thickens
On point like Rod
ticking
Makes the niggas clicks stop ticking
Hitting they
And like and expert
ya tracks
And conceal that shit

Chorus: Man

is for the gun slingers
noise
this is for the crack
bell
this is for the
and beggers
And all my hood who know where we headin'

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Verse Sonsee

Its all the $50,000 cars
Dice and ice chains
We out of the average price range
Rings and mixed with Henny
with Fendi sucking disk in the Infinity
This had mad deco
petro the nickel metro Blow
All you heard was the gun
On a dead I get my head right
Running red lights no
Buddah in a black Benz
Pulling out Mac
Its just the smell of cigarettes
Broke with assed out
2 puffs and passed out
Woke him up 21 shots of penicillin
him up
I guess thought it was
Yo chill kid lamp kid, chill kid you
Aye yo JB hit me one

Verse Method Man

Its the Blaze be Johnny
Not shots can do that ass raunchy
Lyric to the muzak we
Watch out for the niggas that be
Raunchy fucking up colon
Of course its
Verbal
We can these dogs through all 5 boroughs of New York
talk
While individuals walk
In my square tryin' to hide
lies in my ears
Got me questioning my
That be show and prove they don't here
I be the Chef in Kitchen
Pop in the clip and hit the DJ if the skipping
My competition gotta keep me at arms
I know onion head niggas don't listen
I shoot the
Got no for that wiz bitchin'
I'm about to in 5 seconds
The clocks ticking consider another mission
as he gets hostile
Uncut blowing up nostril
We
on take another if you dare
The reason why its so raw cause its
I by the hairs on my Chin Chiggy Chin
To the day I die I represent the niggas
The who can't afford Tommy Hillfigger
The down and dirty Johnny Niggas

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