Lil Rob - Back in the Streets lyrics

(Lil Rob) {"I'm back in the streets"} Yeah, yeah I'm back in the streets man {"And every girrrrrrrl that I meet"} And every girl that I meet {"They ask the same question"} They're always askin me the same thing {"And I tell them everytiiiiiiiiime.."} And I tell them everytime, that I'm just gone for a while But I'll always be back I'm, back in the place where, we get so absurd Liquor in a brown bag laid on the curb Where a lot of good things and bad things occur I know what time it is, homey what's the word? I kick back on the valley with my eyesight blurred All up in the alley, swiggin Thunderbird Selling rocks on sidewalks, long walks to detox A place where we creep don't sleep and we sweep the street blocks Moox on the beats that make the streets, rock I'm up in the corner hittin some grifa{?} Spittin some game hopin to hit this weeza Still in one piece and I'm back in the streets, I'm (Chorus: Lil Rob) + {sped up samples} {"I'm back in the streets"} I'm back in the streets {"And every girrrrrrrl that I meet"} Every girl I meet {"They ask the same question"} Always askin me {"And I tell them everytiiiiiiiiime.."} Just gone for a little while But I'll always be back (Lil Rob) I'm, back on the calles, and I'm twice as bad I still do the same thing, my bumper still drag Lay it down on the ground right down on the ave All my homeboys pa**, see Lil Rob, got a brand new bag Stuffin the cuff up, haters watch it watch it jump up When I cruise by, everybody sayin wha**up Hey good to see you again - homey where you been? I've been around the bend where I ain't got no friends But, I'm back, in town and I love these streets Brand new Nikes on my feet, walk on the concrete Ey girl, I only leave cause I have to And when I'm gone I'm thinkin I got streets to get back to, I'm (Chorus) (Lil Rob) I, know every shortcut, I know every path No matter where I go I know I'll be back Anywhere on the map doesn't really matter where I'm at I'll be on the Camino posted up, with my people In a ragtop (yeah), pancake on the blacktop Imagine this back drop, the lifestyle I can't stop Heinas, homies, liquor and oldies Can't leave the pad the hurras waitin for me I'm buzzed and I'm on d** - people ask me why I do it And I tell 'em just because - it's just mari-huana I do what I please, no need to be discrete It just feels good, to be back in the streets, I'm (Chorus) - 2X