It clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these So please pay attention when you're coming 'Cause the got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in streets So please pay attention you're coming around 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
I'm still back for the damn time So grab a hold of your seats while I your mind And take you back to when I dropped down from And I came out my moms and had a mic as my weapon When I was I was just a little G But if you looked in my eyes see the future of a real MC And at the age of nine I my first rhyme rapping became one of my favorite pastimes Every where I went spitting and babbling Showing my ass, growing up then started From one city to the next, Luda in the ATL the pimps and the players dwell I a tape, did shows and got exposure And kept learning as my ass got older No matter what I just kept at my I made mistakes but stayed sharper then a blade
It ain't clean in these streets, it's in these streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these So please pay attention when you're around 'Cause the block got it's down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in these streets, it's in these streets Glocks up, hats down, in these streets So please pay attention when coming around 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
Age fourteen, my talent a beast outta cage I would of won but for jumping off stage But I ain't care, cause game has started to open it's arms When I was at High School pulling fire alarms So I could get a crowd around me, make a name for my People told me "keep flowing," they ain't me to stop Was back when Big Nose John was my beat box We'd skip school, hit open campus and watch out for cops Now I'm known around the town as that nigga that From the hills that made to them G roll traps And I was still making demo's, perfecting the And some said I wouldn't make it, they giggle and laugh So I picked up a couple books by Goins Bout the of this shit, how to flip a few coins Before the age of eighteen, I was to make it My bank account Disturbing The Peace, incorporated
It ain't in these streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, down, fiends in these streets So please pay when you're coming around the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in streets So please pay when you're coming around the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
Age eighteen, I'm strugglin', to survive But got a gig workin' for at 97.5 Now I'm on the radio, increasing their numbers Ludacris but alias was Cris Luva Luva Late nights I'm in they studio and using they Me and Puma smoking weed and all of their rules And I was krunk, all the big wigs was hearing my But nobody did shit and they was too long So three years went past, and I saved cash To make my own record and put myself on blast The album was independent, it was just for the I a one thousand copies in my first fuckin' week Then on to sell fifty, put the cash in my hand All the record bite me, but I chose Def Jam And the main reason that I it and I love the A-town Was the block had its eye brows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when coming around 'Cause the got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when you're coming 'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya me?