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Street Chronicles 2 by datboiivru

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Street Chronicles 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

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Stacking up these hundit
( ‘Yeah ) I’m the youngest who
Ever did rapping about the street
“Yeah”
I don’t talk I really live it
Nigga let me (show you)
‘how I do it
I’ll Neva show my hand
I could Neva talk
N last time I checked ima really
( Sucka K )
Ask about me li’l Nigga I’m not the
1One to play
N Ik these streets can get dangerous
That why I Neva leave my house
With‘out my banger
(‘Blood )
Always clutching n I’m Neva lacking
So if you want beef, then we can get (‘bracken )
“Cause I’m the first who ever,
Did it in the (SLC)
In li’l Niggas mad they can’t rap like me
I’ve really been rapping since,
The age of thirteen
Yea Ayy this is not just a dream
“Yeah”
This is really my life
At the age of thirteen I was really playing with ‘em
Pipes Glock n them switches
li’l Nigga this ain’t yo’ life
I been doing this shit before you could,
Even walk
From robberies to burglaries, I always
Been the talk, ( Voice of my hood )
“Cause I really live in the truth
They call me (VRU)
li’l Nigga what they call you
“Yeah
I’ma really from the
(gang)
I don’t just rap bout it
Really bang from that set
‘N I don’t cap about it
950 till I die n I’m take it to my grave
‘N I’m gonna tell you once,
l’il Nigga this, ( FN ) don’t play
‘N when I shoot that bitch
l’il nigga it Neva missing, n all you fake
Gangsta is nothing but a little (bitch)
Last time I checked (l’il nigga) you,
‘Neva put in work, n dissing on my gang
Would get you put on a shirt
‘N have yo’ mama scream,
(‘rest in peace) to my baby
‘While I’m eating steak n lobster
(‘Wit yo’ lady )
‘N now she wanna have my (baby)
but I told that bitch she crazy,
“Cause”
I can never love a hoe, but we can fuck
From time to time, n sorry bitch,
‘You were never mine,
Wait (bitch) did you really think
That I would love you (girl) without blink
Sorry bitch it ain’t what you think
(‘Cause I don’t want love)
“Imma keep it g”
‘N I’m always ride fo my gang, while my Loyalty will never change ‘N I remember when my mama, ask me why do I even bang Then I told my (‘mama) like this I just do this shit fo fun n I never needed no reason “Yeah” I’m banger every season winter, summer, spring, n I’m always strip wit the Glock, It’s get dangerous in these streets So never get caught “slippin” “Yeah” They call me Scott “pimpin” cause I got Yo’ bitch simpin while she bouncing on my Dick lil Nigga you really a bitch, While you riding, (wit the suka side) I got hollow tips fo the ride ‘N one thing bout the graveyard, They always open, so pick slot ‘N I hate fo you to be my opps