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driveby - run these streets كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: anybody k!lla]
don’t they know (who run these streets?)
it’s time to show (who run these streets)
drive_by the clique (that runs these streets)
it’s some eastside ridin’ elite, you can’t compete
don’t they know (who run these streets?)
it’s time to show (who run these streets)
drive_by the clique (that runs these streets)
it’s some eastside ridin’ elite, you can’t compete

[verse 1: anybody k!lla]
we be runnin’ these streets like police with a bad side
takin’ over territory, leavin’ haters paralyzed
movin’ at our own pace, no need to rush
drive_by is back, b_tch, come f_ck with us
we the ones that your whole family warned you about
eastsiders with a mean streak and quick to reach out
especially if reachin’ out means smackin’ a punk down
put him in his place and make sure he don’t make a sound
we keep it hood for the hood cats, grimy for the hood rats
drive_by is in this b_tch, so step back
don’t let us see you even try to compete
motherf_cker, this is drive_by, we run the streets, so move over!
[chorus: anybody k!lla]
don’t they know (who run these streets?)
it’s time to show (who run these streets)
drive_by the clique (that runs these streets)
it’s some eastside ridin’ elite, you can’t compete
don’t they know (who run these streets?)
it’s time to show (who run these streets)
drive_by the clique (that runs these streets)
it’s some eastside ridin’ elite, you can’t compete

[verse 2: blaze ya dead homie]
we run the streets with an iron fist, can’t f_ck with it
last of a dyin’ breed, shoot a b_tch and let ’em bleed
the pistol, the ak, the semi_auto all day
the .45 caliber and desert eagle, make ’em pay
got more rocks on the block than a gravel pit
makin’ bread, sellin’ off all the sh_t i’m plottin’ with
ride on the eastside, reside on the eastside
doin’ drive_bys, i’ll probably die on the eastside

[verse 3: anybody k!lla]
if you don’t know, now you do, b_tch, check our stats
we some underground street thugs, stackin’ these racks
movin’ weight like the biggest loser, pound by pound
then escape like some convicts and not be found
until we need to be heard from like hood heroes
puttin’ x’s on the back of some punk_ass hoes
let ’em really f_ckin’ know who be runnin’ the streets
when we drive by, poppin’, blowin’ out your knees (what?)
[chorus: anybody k!lla]
don’t they know (who run these streets?)
it’s time to show (who run these streets)
drive_by the clique (that runs these streets)
it’s some eastside ridin’ elite, you can’t compete
don’t they know (who run these streets?)
it’s time to show (who run these streets)
drive_by the clique (that runs these streets)
it’s some eastside ridin’ elite, you can’t compete

[verse 4: blaze ya dead homie]
keep it poppin’ on the scene, we the next big thing
drive_by is still a team like the underground kings
got a pocket full of stones, slang ’em out of homes
that’s boarded up, lookin’ like they at a war zone
every block is a dope spot, another dollar
there’s money to be made when your clientele is white_collar
some will serve as an assassin, make it happen
drive_by enter the club and then i’ll bust a cap in
your direction, no protection from my wrath
lights out, cruisin’ down the block and the gun blast
hear me laugh as i pass them, s_d_stic
we do this sh_t for free, gettin’ paid is realistic

- driveby

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