What I Learned From The Streets
Lil Boosie Lyrics

OK this what I learned from the streets
Handle your beef
Your playing with keys
Sleep with your heat
Your a role model if partner gotta be me
All hoes ain't sweet, they messing
Everything happens for a reason but they all lessons
If you stressed then pick your head up, nigga,
Get your bread up, nigga,
If your scared, scared niggas get they head bust
I make you catch a heart attack, in starter hats
Just left downtown I got my forty back
A situation started, nigga I'm never smiling
Beast mode until they take me, got that from mobbing
Any nigga who watch you up and down want something you got
Why my enemies iffing me got that from pop
If I flop then it's back to selling blocks
Back to telling niggas they can't hustle in my spot, off the top
My daddy raised me to hate a cop
So all my motherfuckin' life, I hated cops
Cam rich told me niggas change when you give them blocks
Nigga told me when I ride better keep it cocked

This what I learned from the streets
Keep it real lil' nigga
Keep your steel lil' nigga
Fuck these hoes lil nigga
Forgot your roles lil' nigga
This what I learned from the streets
Watch your back lil' nigga
Keep it strapped lil' nigga
You lil' axe lil' nigga
A real gutter nigga and your nuts a lil' bigga

People rose around me
Money is money so concentrate when you count it
Every nigga who bounce ain't no gangsta ass nigga
And I learned that from riches
Spoil all the dope fiends
I learned that from pitchas
Fred city show me how to roll that killa
Big Loton show me how to come with rhythm
Ever since then I've been the sickest in the system
Dunking down on Jacobs took me on my first mission
I jumped out bustin' fuck it you ain't saying nothin'
Ivy showed me how to cook it up and get it hard
Put me on this jewelry shit I miss my boy
Look, no matter how good you treat em
That dope will make em do evil learn that from that clown jeefers
These nigga turning on they own people
These niggas devils out here


The streets told me boy gutter keep that thang on ya
And fuck your friends cause most niggas still change on ya
These streets cold so you gotta keep that heater close
Might be your boy that's tryin' burn u, dog you never know
Man look these hoes ain't no better they be vulchers too
I crossed one of those niggas and I ain't crossing u
Just keep it G and have some game like the bosses do
Know you the shit but homie keep em flies off of you
Keep your mouth all open shut when people talk to you
You don't know shit no matter how much time they offer you
Don't stop until you got enough to a vault or 2
And know one thing there's a slight chance you'll take a loss or 2
Keep your eyes open and you'll get all the way to the streets
It's money over everything till you rest in peace
Keep your eyes open and you'll get all the way to the streets
It's money over everything till you rest in peace


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Ming Jones

Keep that thing on you

Rocko Styles

Dis was I Learned from streetz

merranda pettaway

Before my sister was killed she listened to this song!!! RIP Shotgun Shell!!!! 10/18/2013!! I'll always love and miss you!!!

T Hawk

Realest nga ever

Michael Blair

This my shitπŸ’―πŸ’―

Wendel Woods Jr


Raye G

Heat πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

843 west cash


Marquita Young

@Paige Rainey pp

Paige Rainey


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