[Verse 1: Lil Boosie]
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Ok this what I learned from the streets
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Handle your beef
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Your playing with keys
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Sleep with your heat
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Your a role model if partner gotta be me
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All hoes ain't sweet, they messing
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Everything happens for a reason but they all lessons
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If u stressed then pick your head up, nigga,
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Get your bread up, nigga,
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If your scared, scared niggas get they head bust
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I make u catch a heart attack, in starter hats
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Just left downtown I got my 40 back
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A situation started, nigga I'm never smiling
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Beast mode until they take me, got that from mobbing
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Any nigga who watch u up and down want something you got
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Why my enemies iffing me got that from pop
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If I flop then it's back to selling blocks
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Back to telling niggas they can't hustle in my spot, off the top
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My daddy raised me to hate a cop
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So all my motherfuckin life, I hated cops
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Cam rich told me niggas change when u give them blocks
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Nigga told me when I ride better keep it cocked
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[Chorus:]
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This what I learned from the streets
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Keep it real lil nigga
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Keep your steel lil nigga
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Fuck these hoes lil nigga
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Forgot your roles lil nigga
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This what I learned from the streets
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Watch your back lil nigga
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Keep it strapped lil nigga
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You lil axe lil nigga
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A real gutter nigga and your nuts a lil bigga
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[Verse 2: Lil Boosie]
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People rose around me
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Money is money so concentrate when u count it
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Every nigga who bounce ain't no gangsta ass nigga
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And I learned that from richas
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Spoil all the dopefiends
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I learned that from pitchas
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Fred city show me how to roll that killa
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Big loton show me how to come with rhythm
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Ever since then I've been the sickest in the system
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Dunking down on jacobs took me on my first mission
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I jumped out bustin fuck it u ain't saying nuthin
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Ivy showed me how to cook it up and get it hard
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Put me on this jewelry shit I miss my boy
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Look, no matter how good you treat em
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That dope will make em do evil learn that from that clown jeefers
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These nigga turning on they own people
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These niggas devils out here
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3: Shell]
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The streets told me boy gutter keep that thang on ya
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And fuck your friends cause most niggas still change on ya
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These streets cold so u gotta keep that heater close
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Might be your boy that's tryin burn u, dog u never know
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Man look these hoes ain't no better they be vulchers too
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I crossed one of those niggas and I ain't crossing u
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Just keep it G and have some game like the bosses do
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Know u the shit but homie keep em flies off of you
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Keep your mouth all open shut when people talk to you
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U don't know shit no matter how much time they offer you
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Don't stop until u got enough to a vault or 2
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And know one thing there's a slight chance ull take a loss or 2
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Keep your eyes open and ull get all the way to the streets
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It's money over everything till u rest in peace
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Keep your eyes open and ull get all the way to the streets
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It's money over everything till u rest in peace
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[Chorus]
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What I Learned From The Streets
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Lil' Boosie |