Icewear Vezzo - Streets Aint the Same (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Icewear Vezzo - Streets Aint the Same (en) Lyrics
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Regulators (Thanks for the gift, E)
We regulate any stealin'
of his property
We're damn good too (Oh, Lord,
Jetson made another one)
But you can't be any
geek off the street
They say, "Ice been hittin' the city, so it's
dry on all the cut" (You gotta be handy
with the steel, if you know what I mean)
Deportin' niggas' plugs, why the prices
goin' up (Earn your keep)
See a nigga turn religious,
mean indictments comin' up
(Regulators, mount up)
Stamp a Nike on the brick, hit
like Tyson when he punch
The streets ain't the same, niggas
police, in they feelings
The only reason niggas havin'
motion 'cause I'm chilling
Shit in every summer, drop
the Ghost on twenty-sixes
Got the yola doin' digits, fill
the Rover up with chickens
Cop the bag from LA, I
got ties to the Locs
See the hate from afar, that's
why I'm ridin' with the scope
My homie in the pen' fill
his mind up with dope
He got a mandatory ten
on a nine twenty-four
I can't even lie, I got respect
for all the legends
I still got my pride, nigga,
that's my biggest weapon
Just loyalty and morals, all
that other shit is second
I've been gettin' money since
the Lexus on Pirellis
Talkin' back when Thug copped
a hundred 'bows of bud
Crazy Tim told Frank to
get it back in blood
Right now, I'm full again,
but lil' Jerry's on mud
Ran out of ham, stuffed a twenty-
dollar bag full of corns
I really live the shit these niggas
rappin' in they music
Was trappin' in the booth, these
niggas cappin' and they goofies
Silly-ass niggas, niggas
actually be Druskis
Caught a head tap while he
was lackin' in the Uber
They said, "Ice been in the city,
so it's dry on all the cut"
Deportin' niggas' plugs,
why the prices goin' up
See niggas turn religious, mean
indictments comin' up
Stamp a Nike on the bricks, hit
like Tyson when he punch
A lot of shit done changed,
but a lot of shit the same
A lot of niggas came and
a lot of niggas faded
When it's a different wave, then
you gotta change the lane
Niggas move like they forgot
the rules to the game
It's never really love with the
homies that you blessing
Niggas leave the prison yard and fuck
with niggas that ain't help you
You smart with the pape', stupid
niggas say you selfish
Put a two on the dog food,
we finessed it
Got another lane, copped
new phone for the plays
Cut them hoes off, I'm on the
grind for ninety days
You trappin' in the rain, but we
was trappin' when they raided
Fuck the gossiping, I
deactivated my page
The marshals hit the plane,
so the packages delayed
I'm in traffic with that thing,
out in Dallas with Lil Blade
They say, "Ice done hit the city,
so it's dry on all the cut"
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