I Love Da Streets chords by Sticky Fingaz
Verse 1
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This might sound crazy but,
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I love suffering,
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I love struggle, I love pain,
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Cause what don't kill you
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make you stronger nig ga,
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And I'm as strong as they come,
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I love the streets,
Cause that's what made me me,
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Without the streets baby
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I couldn't eat,
I love the streets,
And although we was poor,
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Without struggle boy you can't grow,
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I love the streets
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And even though we sold drugs
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And paid for it in blood
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I love the streets
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No matter what happened to me
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My head where the y hold it so good
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I love the
Right now my life don't mean an awful lot
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If I die today,
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who think the world gon' stop?
There's a million niggas
just like me on the block
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See the entertainment and
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sports are sellin' at rocks
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Think the judge gon' take
your word over cops?
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You be just another nigga
that they stick in a box
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But we in the streets,
what other choice we got?
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Then it go hard,
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give them niggas all we got
Fuck that, as long as I got breath
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in my lungs
I'm livin' my life,
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waitin' for my death to come
If you made it out the hood,
then God blessed you, son
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But if your fam near,
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you ain't out less than one
Gotta spread it round, nigga,
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that's what's real to me
Turnin' the news,
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swear this shit be killin' me
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Not from the streets,
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you probably ain't feelin' me
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You can take me out the hood,
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but it's still a lot of streets
Cause that's what made me me
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Without the streets, baby, I couldn't eat
A lot of streets
And although we was poor,
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without struggle, boy, you can't grow
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I love the streets
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And even though we sold drugs,
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and paid for it in blood
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I love the streets
No matter what happened to me,
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my hood, your hood, it's all good
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I love the
It's fake,
I come through with a ghoulish face
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Take small step, big moves I make
I could put it to your face,
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then choose your fate
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Everyday Thanksgiving, for me to place
Yeah, we do grace, God bless it all
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From the mess hall to the boulevard
with the dead dogs
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We'll be coughing spit,
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guns they speak
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The same language as the bullets,
who talking shit?
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Yo, Pac, if you listen,
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they got the game twisted
Talking about the hate
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you gave little infants
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Fuck everybody, here today
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Place your ways
and you fade away
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like the memory you gottie
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Take it back to 90,
last year at high school
Didn't graduate though,
still had to make dough
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Ask my word, word for word,
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I understood it all
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Had big dreams,
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all the hood was floodin' streets
Cause that's what made me me,
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without the streets baby I couldn't eat
I love the streets
And although we was poor,
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without struggle boy you can't grow
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I love the streets
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And even though we sold drugs,
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and paid for it in blood
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I love the streets
No matter what happened to me,
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my hood or your hood it's all good
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I love the streets
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I Love Da Streets
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