OBAS - Hug the Streets
текст песни

Verse 1
Told my youngin you don't got to play the streets and end like this
Standing on this corner one day gotta dump a clip
Running from the police or the shooters who don't miss
Either its the morgue or shiny metals on your wrist

Verse 2
He take care of his momma, baby moms, and little sis'
Daddy left him early in the streets he learned his tricks
Learned from all the hustlers how to double up and flip
So his focused pockets loaded now he own the whole strip

Verse 3
Lil doja come with fifty extra in his clips
Not to start no trouble but for those who thinking lick
Thinking bout his nana laying in the bed sick
Once he make it with this rap he buying her own crib
Focused on his paper not concerned about no bitch
Find a good girl he wife her down and raise some kids
Bubbling on the corner got him lighting up his wrist
Paranoid as ever watch his homies cause they slick
He understands the game and plays the rules and never snitch
Nigga lose a bag he double back and rock it quick
Acquainted with the fiends and all the hoes and all the tricks
Every dollar getting made tucked in the stash he hood rich
He hear the streets talking everybody know his name
Quiet money mantra he don't want that type of fame
He do this for those soldiers all locked up in those chains
Who gonna live they name through him forever remembering his name
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