Intro(Unknown) This is a DJ Skee street grind world premiere Verse 1(The Game) I challenge you to walk on this road many have tried to proceed from
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I'm your garbage man Coming down the street Kick your can, kick your can Better get your butt down on the curb And say hey to me I'm by the liquor
? Do you wanna break my heart to pieces? Girl, I gotta know: What about me. What about me? You taught me what it means To walk along the lonely street
slicker bust checks or puff cess ruffneck love liquor & act figures bloodsport on the streets no gloves pullin' knives out the 'fridge handin' out cold cuts ugh streets
like milk crates I learned from the deadly streets no regrets And I wasn't ever looking for street cred But these streets bred me to be street safe
out lookin for that brass ring Uhh, New York feel it in they gut Cause if Jay comin back then the world need Puff Emotional bond to the game I'm attached
it's comin - aww man something's comin I like this sound of this - something's comin You can picture like a photograph, envision the image Of one-two-fifth street
game turn the tables Get cables, I'm Kane you Abel Start bullshit, conflicts, labels Man handled, murder, mangled Life support cut short we hold court In the street
my nigga, die for my nigga Send your weak body floating in the river Ways of the day, man nobody knows If you should be for sure to walk out your door
[hook] And thats how we keep it crunk, from the club to the streets To the two door Capri, crunk out with the beat We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up like
porches And you ain't did what I did If you from where I'm from you gotta get how you live Everybody already know jeezy real street nigga Every time you see me all around street
me to be fake There's too much on my plate And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you
parl I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom Put your brother in an air lock, choke your mom Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven Walk
[Chorus 2X] [Kastro] They got a APB, out on my Thug family Since the Outlawz run these streets, like these skanless freaks Our enemies die now, walk
must all stay true Play the game nigga Never let the game play you And for the fame Niggas change fast That's a shame What's the game Lost souls Who controls
there wusa wusa wusa ova there.. YEAHHHHHH..step out my way cause im all in my zone.... polk county, hillsborough...this ya boy deondro street ridas
