Dame Grease - Streets Gonna Love Me lyrics

[Intro] Uh-huh, Dipset (They gon' love me) Uh, yes, uh (They gon' love me) Uh-huh, uh-huh, yes We live for 'em, we die for 'em [Chorus:] I love the streets and the (streets don't love me) Be in the streets and the (streets don't love me) Die for the streets and the (streets don't love me) It's a cold cold world world world I love the streets and the (streets don't love me) Be in the streets and the (streets don't love me) Die for the streets and the (streets don't love me) It's a cold cold world world world Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me) Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me) Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me) Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me) [Verse 1:] Can fly or ride around in the drop all day Or get money, just chillin' on the block all day And yeah it's funny that I love the streets but they don't love me back Yeah I hug the block but it damn sure don't hug me back Lost a few homies, still grindin' it out Got some problems in the streets, straight iron it out Yeah, and these mean streets put me in jail But the streets ain't put up my bail, oh well You know Rell, still huggin' it, one life to live And I'm reppin' my block, my strip, that's what it is Got gun boys outside letting it go I got the block huggers out there selling that snow And they might get knocked but that's the chances we take You know it's all for the cake, yeah it's all for the cake And I know it's a chance I can get k**ed out here Pants saggin', chain swingin', and I'm still out here, yeah [Chorus:] I love the streets and the (streets don't love me) Be in the streets and the (streets don't love me) Die for the streets and the (streets don't love me) It's a cold cold world world world I love the streets and the (streets don't love me) Be in the streets and the (streets don't love me) Die for the streets and the (streets don't love me) It's a cold cold world world world Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me) Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me) Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me) Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me) [Verse 2:] Streets don't love us but we love the streets We hustle in the fire like we love the heat Get fly for the b**hes, pull the Coupe up, and make 'em smile Pops wasn't there man the streets had to raise the child Look what it made me, money-hungry and crazy But I still got the Ruger on me, that's my baby Know some gangstas in ya hood, I be runnin' through there They ride the 5 in ya projects, I be comin' through there I'm in the streets like mailboxes and stop signs My money, try to stop mine, I got to pop mine For real man the streets don't love us yeah the streets don't love us They let us get the paper, in the end they gon' cuff us Yeah, I seen it all, the streets is cold man Take a young boy, make him look like a old man It wasn't for the streets, I wouldn't have got on the map So I carry the hood, look what I got on my back But [Chorus:] I love the streets and the (streets don't love me) Be in the streets and the (streets don't love me) Die for the streets and the (streets don't love me) It's a cold cold world world world I love the streets and the (streets don't love me) Be in the streets and the (streets don't love me) Die for the streets and the (streets don't love me) It's a cold cold world world world Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me) Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me) Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me) Now what you say, now what you say (they gon' love me)