It clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, hats down, 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 these streets, it's 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?
I'm still for the first damn time So grab a hold of your seats while I open your And take you to when I dropped down from heaven And I out my moms and had a mic as my fucking weapon When I was I was just a little G But if you looked in my eyes you'd see the of a real MC And at the age of nine I my first rhyme Soon rapping one of my favorite pastimes Every that I went spitting and babbling Showing my ass, growing up started traveling one city to the next, Luda landed in the ATL Where the and the players dwell I made a tape, did shows and got And learning as my black ass got older No matter what I kept at my trade I made mistakes but sharper then a Ginsu blade
It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these Glocks up, hats down, in these streets So please pay attention when coming around 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in these streets, mean in these streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these So please pay attention when you're coming 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
Age fourteen, my show a beast outta cage I would of won but disqualified for jumping off But I ain't care, cause this has started to open it's arms When I was at Banneker High School fire alarms So I could get a around me, make a name for my block People told me "keep flowing," they want me to stop Was when Big Nose John was my human beat box We'd skip school, hit open campus and out for street cops Now I'm known around the town as that that raps From the that made high 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 up a couple books by Donald Goins Bout the business of this shit, how to flip a few the age of eighteen, I was destined to make it My bank account Disturbing The Peace, incorporated
It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when you're coming 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these So please pay attention you're coming around 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
Age eighteen, I'm strugglin', just to 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 I'm in they studio and using they tools Me and Puma smoking weed and breaking all of their And I was krunk, all the big wigs was my songs But did shit and they was taking too long So three years went past, and I saved enough To my own record label and put myself on blast The album was independent, it was for the streets I sold a one thousand copies in my fuckin' week Then went on to sell fifty, put the cash in my All the companies bite me, but I chose Def Jam And the reason that I made it and I love the A-town Was 'cause the had its eye brows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these So please pay attention when you're coming 'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya me?
It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these Glocks up, hats down, in these streets So please pay attention when coming around the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?