It ain't clean in streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, hats down, in these streets So please pay attention when you're around the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these Glocks up, hats down, fiends in streets So please pay attention when coming around the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
I'm still for the first damn time So grab a of your seats while I open your mind And take you to when I dropped down from heaven And I came out my and had a mic as my fucking weapon When I was three I was a little G But if you looked in my eyes see the future of a real MC And at the age of I wrote my first rhyme Soon rapping became one of my favorite Every where that I went and babbling my ass, growing up then started traveling From one to the next, Luda landed in the ATL Where the pimps and the dwell I a tape, did shows and got exposure And kept as my black ass got older No matter what I just at my trade I made but stayed sharper then a Ginsu blade
It ain't clean in these streets, mean in these streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in streets So please pay when you're coming around 'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya 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 block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
Age fourteen, my talent show a beast cage I would of won but disqualified for jumping off But I ain't care, cause this game has started to it's arms When I was at High School pulling fire alarms So I could get a crowd around me, a name for my block told me "keep flowing," they ain't want me to stop Was back when Big Nose was my human beat box skip school, hit open campus and watch out for street cops Now I'm known the town as that nigga that raps From the hills that made to them G roll traps And I was still demo's, perfecting the craft And some said I wouldn't make it, would giggle and laugh So I picked up a couple by Donald Goins Bout the business of this shit, how to a few coins Before the age of eighteen, I was destined to it My bank account Disturbing The Peace, incorporated
It ain't in these streets, it's mean in these streets up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when you're around 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in these streets, mean in these streets up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when 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 rapping on the radio, increasing numbers Still Ludacris but alias was Cris Luva Late nights I'm in they studio and using they Me and smoking weed and breaking all of their rules And I was krunk, all the big wigs was hearing my But did shit and they was taking too long So three went past, and I saved enough cash To make my own record label and put myself on The was independent, it was just for the streets I a one thousand copies in my first fuckin' week Then went on to 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 'cause the block had its eye down, ya heard me?
It clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention you're coming around 'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya me?
It ain't clean in streets, it's mean in these streets up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when coming around 'Cause the block got it's down, ya heard me?