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Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC. Show all my n-gg-s how to get this money, just gotta put in the time. We gon hit this block, we gon get this cash. My niggas need to eat. English translation of Feed the Streets by Juicy J. I put in work, I put... on (so much cash). Soon the whole hood to be related. A couple niggas kept that shit true indeed. Payback it's closed curtains. Whoop your friend, you gotta murk 'em. N-gg-s do time flipping the ye.

Feed The Streets Lyrics

Verse 2: project pat]. I let her chase the dream. Listen to Juicy J Feed the Streets MP3 song. Laced with 13 tracks in total, the follow up to September's Highly Intoxicated mixtape features an an impressive roster of guest appearances from A$AP Rocky, Wiz Khalifa, Travis Scott, Offset, Denzel Curry, [artlink]Ty Dolla $ign, Project Pat, Tory Lanez, G. D., and Belly.

After weeks and even months of promotion, which included hearing songs like "Aint Nothing, " "Flood Watch, " & "No English" to name a few, T. G. O. D. rapper Juicy J decides to come through today and share the rest of his Rubba Band Business album. We in this motherfuckin' thing. New foreign ride every year, Im in foreign gear. Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]. Ask us a question about this song. I gotta feed the streets (yes, sir). Yeah, I'm sippin' wine, yeah, she feed me grapes. Sippin' the Henny got me gone, now I'm gettin' in my zone, hey yo. Cause nigga, I be the streets. Give her a place to stay, with a new face to feed. If a bitch come short, I'ma beat her up or shoot her. Yeah, I'm out of state, yeah, I like to race.
If young Metro dont trust you, Im gon' shoot you. When she put the packages up the trap. Niggas out here plottin' be prepared to shoot back. Had to get out, sh-t is the same. This song is sung by Juicy J. Yeah, hoes wanna fuck, car parked out front. Hit the strip club, I ain't doin no tippin. Mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia. Word or concept: Find rhymes. Pop a tear, diamonds in my ear. Plug show up with the pack, its gon' disapear. Find similarly spelled words. Tip: You can type any line above to find similar lyrics.

How the... could you hate on me? Nigga ain't no rules, nigga it ain't no love. Tool on my waist, shades on my face.

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You are not authorised arena user. I'm back on these beats and still blowing like the wind. You couldn't find me that's what you told yourself. I'll track her ass down like GPS, out here.

Yeah, I fornicate with foreign hoes that I date, like, every day. But since you're here, feel free to check out some up-and-coming music artists on. My Jewelry glistening why I'm always chilly. I got game for the lame, prayers for the squares. Rubba band business: the album.

See they lookin for the honey, we lookin for the money. Let you gain floor seats. Drink syrup like it's liquor. A nigga put a knife in your nigga, could be your blood. Match these letters. Kushed out, leaned out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout.

I'm breakin hoes, makin dough, laughin at them dummies. Feel you've reached this message in error? Tryina get my hands in the bottom of a hoes purse. Yeah, yeah, I rock the Raf, yeah, I bought the Wraith. Damn I got the smoke right. With friends like that I don't need enemies I had a lotta niggas that was down with me Or should I say a lotta niggas hang around with me? I'ma pimp by blood, my music's young. But all that shit stopped when I got popped by the fuzz. Make the chopper bang on you like a Blood or a Crip, ah.

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But Tina had a miscarriage by me. Yall... who run the streets... just take a seat. When I was out there rollin' in the Benz and ball. N-gg-s is dead, he got a grave. Throwin ham in the streets tryina feed my folks.

Your man from the sand box, he on the stand snitching. Flipping these racks like cane (cane). Still workin these hoese like the king Hugh Heff. This page checks to see if it's really you sending the requests, and not a robot. Street life, but Im catching up to god quicker. N-gg-s just take a seat. Writer/s: JERAMI DAVIS, JORDAN HOUSTON, LELAND TYLER WAYNE, PATRICK HOUSTON, RAKIM MAYERS. Catch a fuck niggas and they hit his ass with the full clip. Get the HOTTEST Music, News & Videos Delivered Weekly. I'ma keep the pimpin alive like you never even left.

Foreign hoes, foreign freaks, all that on the boat trip. But these is the niggas that we call friends. It's sad 'cause my little bad. I might front-lace her weave.

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