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U D O Mean Streets

WE'RE LIVING IN MEAN STREETS MEAN STREETS WE'RE LIVING IN MEAN STREETS MEAN STREETS Down in the streets Dirty and mean Down in the streets Living in fear Down in the streets

'RE LIVING IN MEAN STREETS MEAN STREETS WE'RE LIVING IN MEAN STREETS MEAN STREETS Down in the streets Dirty and mean Down in the streets Living in fear Down in the streets

This ain't no paradise The nightmare's on it's way Insanity appears- in their eyes Streets on fire- ready or not Will the goodtimes return- no way! Streets

M I A, Dom P, palm trees, 9O degrees Arm freeze, ma please, ain't nuthin' but cheese Caribbean seas, Malibu breeze Watchin' DVDs on 5O inch screens

like Onyx Lunatics 'til the day I die, I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics Hmm, I'm goin' down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover (C'mon) Street

Don?t mean you?ve died out of my life I?m hurt, burn me baby, tie down And child hood scars, crack head caused niggas I don't know that who?d ya think

' Another one bites the dust and Cardiac arrest clutchin' your chest suckin' Your last breath, in awe, period Meth Nigga, dyin' from paper cuts, bleedin' to death Down these mean streets

(HOT SHIT!) Chorus: Nelly Hmmmmm I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon) Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT

trippin', talkin' shit They never woulda thought I'd be the mothafucker with all of the grip Check this out here you jive ass turkeys man Hoe's slobberin'-obberin' in the O