Streets Dirty

Lyrics

[Chorus: Casino] Gave Yo' a whole ten and he didn't deserve it Gave Emmett 15 and it really hurt me Gave Trevor [?] and I'm still working Gave me the life sentence and we still serving Streets, man, they real dirty These streets, man, they really dirty These cops, man, they playin' dirty These snitches out here playin' dirty [Verse 1: Maceo] They gave my brother a dime and I was right there In the Fed building, felt like he got the chair He called me from the cab on that same day I did the 4th double J couldn't find the [?] Two hundred in the suitcase, blow fast For everybody an they lawyer so they can try to wax Whole fam charged up, even got my daddy And my step momma too, they all jolt with trafficking It hurt me to my heart, boy, I swear to God That nigga gave me anything I wanted boy Had bro in the same place Meechi at Yay' brother died but best believe he cut em fast [Chorus: Casino] Gave Yo' a whole ten and he didn't deserve it Gave Emmett 15 and it really hurt me Gave Trevor [?] and I'm still working Gave me the life sentence and we still serving Streets, man, they real dirty These streets, man, they really dirty These cops, man, they playin' dirty These snitches out here playin' dirty [Verse 2: Young Scooter] Worse charge that ever caught me an' Lil' Josh Tryna keep it real Charger got the plug and ran off But that's ma nigga still And he a black amigo boss Right hand snitchin Nowadays you get triple crossed They gave Five 55 Nigga ran off in his house Yo' got a 10 I sat down and started to think about Same case I caught with Lil' Joshy Helped me burn out I wish I could help him now But he can't find out He says our childhood friend told him Know him when he had no clothes You put some clothes on him So I put a darker tint on the Range Rover If you ain't working with a brick tho Game over [Chorus: Casino] Gave Yo' a whole ten and he didn't deserve it Gave Emmett 15 and it really hurt me Gave Trevor [?] and I'm still working Gave me the life sentence and we still serving Streets, man, they real dirty These streets, man, they really dirty These cops, man, they playin' dirty These snitches out here playin' dirty [Verse 3: Mexico Rann] My [?] nigga prayin on em They fake as hell Ya'll might fit a ransom I get called I'm making bail [?] gotta wrote down, went on appeal Traffickin in Mexico That shit get real No Pepsi Coke Ain't no lead shots Emmett at the top Shootin nuttin but head shots Standin on the block Hundred [?] dialin' That same block I used to be nickle' n dimin' Ain't no rewind Betta play yo hand right They ain't shit free out here Betta get yo cheque right Watch who you serve We got Fed tight Do your research nigga Been silent all my life [Chorus: Casino] Gave Yo' a whole ten and he didn't deserve it Gave Emmett 15 and it really hurt me Gave Trevor [?] and I'm still working Gave me the life sentence and we still serving Streets, man, they real dirty These streets, man, they really dirty These cops, man, they playin' dirty These snitches out here playin' dirty