It ain't clean in these streets, it's in these streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in streets 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 mean in these Glocks up, hats down, fiends in streets So please pay attention when you're coming the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
I'm still back for the first damn So grab a hold of your seats while I your mind And take you back to I dropped down from heaven And I came out my moms and had a mic as my fucking When I was I was just a little G But if you looked in my eyes you'd see the future of a MC And at the age of nine I wrote my first Soon rapping became one of my favorite where that I went spitting and babbling Showing my ass, growing up then started From one city to the next, Luda in the ATL Where the and the players dwell I a tape, did shows and got exposure And kept learning as my black ass got No matter I just kept at my trade I made mistakes but stayed then a Ginsu blade
It ain't in these streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, hats down, in these streets So please pay attention when you're coming the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't in these streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, down, fiends in these streets So pay attention when you're coming around 'Cause the got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
Age fourteen, my talent show a beast outta I would of won but disqualified for off stage But I ain't care, cause game has started to open it's arms When I was at Banneker 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 want me to Was back when Big Nose John was my beat box We'd skip school, hit open and watch out for street cops Now I'm known around the town as nigga that raps From the hills that made high to G roll traps And I was still making demo's, perfecting the And some said I wouldn't make it, they would 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 destined to it My bank account read Disturbing The Peace,
It clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets 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, 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?
Age eighteen, I'm strugglin', to survive But got a gig for change at 97.5 Now I'm rapping on the radio, increasing their Still Ludacris but alias was Cris Luva Late I'm in they studio and using they tools Me and smoking weed and breaking all of their rules And I was krunk, all the big wigs was my songs But nobody did shit and they was taking too So three years went past, and I saved cash To make my own record label and put on blast The album was independent, it was just for the I sold a one thousand copies in my fuckin' week went on to sell fifty, put the cash in my hand All the record companies bite me, but I Def Jam And the main reason that I made it and I the A-town Was 'cause the block had its eye down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in these streets, it's in these streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these So please pay when you're coming around 'Cause the block got it's 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 when you're coming around 'Cause the got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?