Guerilla Maab - Streets Got Ya LYRICS

f/ Shyna, T.C.



(Shyna)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Streets got you, streets got you

Streets got you, yeah, yeah



[Chorus: Shyna - 2x]

Streets got ya, living life like a true soldier

Though it feels, like your time is over

Pray to God that you see another day



[Trae]

I know I gotta be strong, cause its my life man

I only got one to live, and I know I'm fin to make it man

I put that on my right hand, to the man I never let em do me in

You fin to feel the rap, the young guerilla niggas moving in like the wind

Got a big brother named Biggy in Penitentiary

No matter what happens till I die, you can depend on me, my nigga

Screw passed away, and that's what got me through my hard times

My sister went to the penn, so just for him its fin to go down (I promise dat)

And I won't fall off, every nigga that hate I'ma haul on

And I know you don't wanna get knocked off, it'll be best to back on up dog

All a nigga wanna do is get paid, hit the streets we Guerilla Maab made

For the 2K2 I gotta live lade, and leaving em as if they on raid

Bitches fiend get up out of my life, its all about me and my family

Niggas united for cash, and South click without a doubt M double A-B

No what I mean I'm gon survive, one of the hardest underdogs

Straighten em up off of they feet for life, niggas I'm hitting they ain't right

And I better get to the light, bitch



[Chorus - 2x]



[T.C.]

Now guerillas stay calm, feel my vibe

My enemies see me coming, they running from the 4-5

Random shots, so I duck cops

Play the back field, then its back to the block

I know this rap shit, don't last long

So I get my hustle on, trying to get mine before its gone

I'm brick living, with a ki in my hand

I make my own decisions, I'm struggling

I'm playing the cards I was given, I get it how I live

But I don't wanna end up, dead or in a prison

But regardless, I'ma get mine, you can catch me

On the block, on Vannas and Nolia trying to shine

With my dog, a two man click

We get it how we live, with halves and bricks

Ice and whips, glocks and chips

We caught up in the street life dog, trying to get rich



[Chorus - 2x]



[Trae]

I been in the streets made bitches, and fake memories

How many more dudes, do I gotta pay till they feeling me

Everybody that turned on us, its like that they don't know no better

Thought it was love but I can't tell, cause it ain't getting better

How the fuck, did niggas I love can't look me in my eyes

These the same niggas that backed me up, when the Maab was on the rise

Its safe to say, we all alone while living this life of tears

So ready to give up with the fear, what's gon happen here

I lost everything that I had and gotta face that, niggas can't even take that

Went from worse to the worst, all the crews I feel I'm going right back

My days are getting shorter, God times are getting harder

Too much weight up on my shoulders, have mercy heavenly father

Why do I have to live like this, I'm forever known to be real

Within my life and time, it'll stay that way even if I'm dying

And only pray to see my happiness, even in the mist

I never knew that it would be like this, I hate it be like this



[Chorus - 2x]



(Shyna)

Streets got ya, true soldier

Time is over, another day - 2x



Another day



Streets got ya, true soldier

Time is over

Streets got ya, true soldier

Time is over, another day