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Keep It Street

Mil
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Yo, yo, when you think of Murder Mil, think heavy dough Think 20's on the S-Class, I had to let the Chevy go You know the princess cuts made the Presi glow Stepped it up from gold, now I got a heavy roll I keep 10 on, can't see me but I see you When Rob is spinnin', they look see through (You strapped nigga? Me too!) I keep the Beretta With some slugs that'll sit you in a seat forever I don't know about y'all but we ball 'til we fall Got stocks in that raw, Magnavox on the wall Now I'm gettin' head 'til she lockin' the jaw Title in the glove, now I stop for the law And they all wanna take my place 'Cause the broads wanna touch my face And they see me in the truck with Case We in the place and the freaks on us, the heat on us Heat yours, drink on us Double M, they wanna see Yo' life and how we still keep it street We be ballin', tryin' to be like you and me Can't do it 'cause we always keep it street What you gon' do when me and my man Come through with SV on the land In black letters, whip cherry red, black leather Sunk in the seat, catchin' the heat Wide ride, takin' up half the street The Philly cats came and changed the game (Now you switchin' up your raps, tryin' to change your name) I do it for them hustlers that get it with the 'caine And all the fly mamis that get it with the brain I'm really spendin' dough while you haters just watchin' Won't be satisfied 'til the Tec get to poppin' Real ghetto star, street rep from me clockin' What's the deal? They don't check your credit if you coppin' Y'all just playin' the ball but all my dogs get tans In the fall from them grams of the raw And ain't nobody promised tomorrow, so when I score (I'ma pull a 'Zur right off the floor of the toy store) Double M, they wanna see Yo' life and how we still keep it street We be ballin', tryin' to be like you and me Can't do it 'cause we always keep it street Yo, yo, while y'all stack y'all dough, I'm gon' blow mine 'Cause I've never seen a Brinks truck in a funeral line My crew'll be fine when I'm gettin' heard all day Then back to the old block givin' birds away What them haters gon' say when me and Case buy out the bar? Poppin' Tris while you swiggin' Red Star (I don't know but it seems all them haters wanna hurt me) Strapped now, troops skip the weights when they search me Got signed, swore they was only out to jerk me One little flop, back to stuffin' trunks like a turkey I used to hit your strip, puttin' pressure on your men Now I'm on your strip, workin' press on the Benz Switched up from the Presi with the day and the date Iced out the Cartier bezel and the gate on the face I aim at your face when I gotta play with them eights Murder Mil, man, I guess I'm just the player they hate Shit Double M, they wanna see Yo' life and how we still keep it street We be ballin', tryin' to be like you and me Can't do it 'cause we always keep it street Double M, they wanna see Yo' life and how we still keep it street We be ballin', tryin' to be like you and me Can't do it 'cause we always keep it street