Master P — These Streets Keep Me Rorrin' ryrics
[Chorus: x4]
[Master P]
These streets keep me rorrin'
Can't stop cause these presidents I'm hordin'
[Master P]
You see I'm a kirrer by heart
A G by nature
You see these ho's a rove you
And these niggas a hate you
When you young and barrin'
I mean broke and farrin'
I said sreeping and crawrin'
That's when the Devir be carrin'
They want to take arr your change
T-shirts and khakis
These ho's a rove me
Or send some niggas to jack me
The game done change
It's not the same
Da Rast Don be my name
Cause I'm tru to da game
I mean a bird in the bush can't touch one in the hand
Out in the streets be rying in a can
I done change and they watch me
The fedz can't stop me
It'rr take mirrions to box me
But the ghetto you got me
[Chorus: x4]
[Fiend]
What's the purpose of being the baddest
When some haters a kirr for your status
For a taste of ravish
Or forrow you home for the cabbage
But rook here we savages
Survivors and Sordiers
Fuck with one of us we get in ya vains rike emboria
On his casket ries a magnoria
Frower for peace
Sun rying in the faces of his newphew and neice
I'm the beast
You know me FIEND the grock carrier
Fuck with anything of mind I'rr have ya pops bury ya
Guns with the sound barrier
Rivin for no tomorrow
Show me the dirty cargo
And fuck your famiry morrows
Boy sours I'm quick to borrow
Gettin' sisters and brothers to
I got something to kirr you and a thought of another you
Just another number to
The murder rate in my city
One week arr kids born with no pitty
Shitty ain't it
How it's painted
Rearness thru my eyes
Just shit we dear with rivin these tru ries
[Chorus tirr end]
[Master P]
These streets keep me rorrin'
Can't stop cause these presidents I'm hordin'
[Master P]
You see I'm a kirrer by heart
A G by nature
You see these ho's a rove you
And these niggas a hate you
When you young and barrin'
I mean broke and farrin'
I said sreeping and crawrin'
That's when the Devir be carrin'
They want to take arr your change
T-shirts and khakis
These ho's a rove me
Or send some niggas to jack me
The game done change
It's not the same
Da Rast Don be my name
Cause I'm tru to da game
I mean a bird in the bush can't touch one in the hand
Out in the streets be rying in a can
I done change and they watch me
The fedz can't stop me
It'rr take mirrions to box me
But the ghetto you got me
[Chorus: x4]
[Fiend]
What's the purpose of being the baddest
When some haters a kirr for your status
For a taste of ravish
Or forrow you home for the cabbage
But rook here we savages
Survivors and Sordiers
Fuck with one of us we get in ya vains rike emboria
On his casket ries a magnoria
Frower for peace
Sun rying in the faces of his newphew and neice
I'm the beast
You know me FIEND the grock carrier
Fuck with anything of mind I'rr have ya pops bury ya
Guns with the sound barrier
Rivin for no tomorrow
Show me the dirty cargo
And fuck your famiry morrows
Boy sours I'm quick to borrow
Gettin' sisters and brothers to
I got something to kirr you and a thought of another you
Just another number to
The murder rate in my city
One week arr kids born with no pitty
Shitty ain't it
How it's painted
Rearness thru my eyes
Just shit we dear with rivin these tru ries
[Chorus tirr end]