Streets
lil sin feat. c-ordell Lyrics
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Flashing them pistols like they really bout the Street life
Catch them in the streets they ain't really bout that beef right
Better think twice before you get up in that street life
Talk a lot of shit, like they really live that street life
Flashing them pistols like they really bout the Street life
Catch them in the streets they ain't really bout that beef right
Better think twice before you get up in that street life
School you to the game teach u what them damn streets like
Got to watch ya back for the jackers and the beef right
I'm strolling through the streets keep that motherfucking heat tight
Keep it on tuck
Niggaz know what's up
Stack the money up
Trying to get a million bucks
Get a mill ticket, but niggaz ain't with it
They rather spend the money on some bullshit impressing bitches
Dumb niggas
So imma teach you bout the street life
24/7 on the block just to eat right
Jackers in the rear view
Nigga trying to creep right
Paranoid all the time so a nigga can't sleep right
Talk a lot of shit, like they really live that street life
Flashing them pistols like they really bout the Street life
Catch them in the streets they ain't really bout that beef right
Better think twice before you get up in that street life
Talk a lot of shit, like they really live that street life
Flashing them pistols like they really bout the Street life
Catch them in the streets they ain't really bout that beef right
Better think twice before you get up in that street life
I was born in these streets
Raised in these streets
Played in these streets
Got paid in these streets
Sun up to sun down i slave in these streets
Seen a lot of homies go to the graves in these streets
That's everyday in these streets
That's how them niggas play in the streets
I have a lot of love to these streets
But the streets ain't show love me
Watch yo enemies
And the ones who pretend to be
Say they ya homies but just a frenemy
Take it from a g right
Thats wat the mf streets like
Dead or in jail trying to get out that street life
Talk a lot of shit, like they really live that street life
Flashing them pistols like they really bout the Street life
Catch them in the streets they ain't really bout that beef right
Better think twice before you get up in that street life
Talk a lot of shit, like they really live that street life
Flashing them pistols like they really bout the Street life
Catch them in the streets they ain't really bout that beef right
Better think twice before you get up in that street life
The song "Streets" by Lil Sin feat. C-ordell is a hard-hitting street anthem that explores the world of the mafia and the life of a gangsta. The lyrics delve into the harsh realities of growing up in the streets and the danger and violence that comes with it. The lines "La mafia existe y está/ Y opera" ("The mafia exists/ And it's in operation") set the tone for the song and highlight the power and influence of organized crime.
Throughout the song, Lil Sin and C-ordell rap about their experiences in the streets, from counting money and VIP entries to dealing with dangerous women and taking care of anyone who gets in their way. They also pay tribute to their upbringing and the strength and resilience they gained from it. The lines "Joder con los chicos del barrio, nadie lo hace tan bien/ Va para todos esos chicos que les tocó perder, amén" ("F*** the boys from the hood, nobody does it better/ This is for all those boys who had to lose, amen") capture this sentiment and embody the pride and solidarity of their community.
Overall, "Streets" is a raw and unapologetic portrayal of the gangsta lifestyle and the realities of life in the streets.
Line by Line Meaning
La mafia existe
The mafia exists
La mafia existe y está
The mafia exists and is present
Y opera
And operates
Hard street shit, hard-hard street shit
This song is about raw, real street life
Going out to the hardcore Hip-Hop
This song is dedicated to those who appreciate hardcore Hip-Hop
Yo' Cuento billetes, chico, entradas V.I.P
I count money, boy, VIP tickets
Yo voy detrás del dinero, ustedes van tras de mí
I go after money, you go after me
Me he criado por el barrio, el barrio nos hizo así
I grew up in the neighborhood, the neighborhood made us who we are
Y ninguno de eso' hijo de puta' puede mentir, yo'
And none of these bastards can lie, me
Perras exitosas, putas peligrosas
Successful bitches, dangerous whores
Dispuestas a matarte si se pone fea la cosa
Willing to kill you if things get ugly
Nadie lo escupe como la MDB, yeh
Nobody spits it like MDB, yeah
El barrio sabe quién es la MDB
The neighborhood knows who MDB is
Dale, decilo, en cuero por la calle voy tranquilo
Go ahead, say it, I walk through the streets calmly
Joder con este estilo, necesito más kilos
Damn, with this style, I need more weight
Salimos, por la noche cual vampiros
We go out at night like vampires
Si sos molestia te quitamos del camino, oh
If you're a nuisance, we'll remove you from our path, oh
Champagne y miel, ella no quiere ley
Champagne and honey, she doesn't want the law
Siempre camina por la calle, sabe quién es su rey
She always walks down the street, knows who her king is
Joder con los chicos del barrio, nadie lo hace tan bien
Damn, those neighborhood boys, nobody does it better
Va para todos esos chicos que les tocó perder, amén
This is for all those boys who lost, amen
Huh, vuelve la gente bardera con su estilo loco
Huh, the crazy-style people return
Tarde de la gira en pleno vuelo dando fotos
Tour day, taking pictures in flight
Caras destruidas, corazones rotos
Destroyed faces, broken hearts
Solo el barrio entiende la locura de nosotros
Only the neighborhood understands our madness
De a poco, tranquila, nena, disfrutá del juego
Slowly, calm down, baby, enjoy the game
Tanta droga de golpe te deja tomando suero
So much drugs at once, leaves you taking serum
Putas perras en celo luchan por un terreno
Bitches in heat fighting for a territory
Porque nunca podrán con la familia de Bardero$
Because they will never be able to defeat the Bardero$ family
Yo no compro su oferta, cocino lo que les vendo
I don't buy their offer, I cook what I sell them
Y grabo, fumo y tomo, cojo, mientras ellos siguen durmiendo
And I record, smoke and drink, fuck, while they keep sleeping
Y aunque no me las sé todas, de a poco voy aprendiendo
And even though I don't know everything, little by little I'm learning
A demostrar solo con hechos que ya se les muere el cuento
To prove only with facts that their story is dying
Familia, perdón, mamá, no llego a la merienda
Family, sorry, mom, I won't make it to the snack
Estaba con mi hermano adornando nuestra leyenda
I was with my brother embellishing our legend
Dinero, droga y venta, el Mero, el Crack, revientan
Money, drugs and sales, el Mero, el Crack, they explode
Dedicado al que roba, gana y luego se alimenta
Dedicated to those who steal, win and then feed themselves
Gangsta
Gangsta
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Adrain Wheeler
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