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Taleban Dooda – Feed The Streets Lyrics

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Feed The Streets Lyrics by Taleban Dooda

[Intro]
Jeez luise
Only love her when she on her knees
Only love her when she on her knees

[Chorus]
They ain’t said it’s me
I’m blessed and I didn’t even sneez
Jeez luise
Only love her when she on her knees
If they say it’s smoke we ain’t coppin’ no please
I come from a place where they shatter your dreams
Please, believe
I keep a stick in my jeans
Don’t stare at me or get shot in your face
It’s a bad P
I think this Za came from Hong Kong, only took two poofs now I’m lookin’ chinese
Niggas on a cover like [?]
But I get the packs and threw ’bout G
Got every flavour whatever you need
Just let me now, we feedin’ the streets

[Verse]
Aye, we livin’ life, but we duckin’ the [?]
They might call me a terrorist, I blew up like C4
Ride up bitch cruisin’ like Depo
On they block all night, we lost one out here
I don’t wanna conversate, baby, just take it all
Talkin’ too much, not the way you should use your jaw
I’m on my bullshit I feel like the [?]
This the A4Tre, yeah, you already know my slugs
This a Glock 22, I feel like [?]
I can’t trip by the hoe, shit, I’m runnin’ through planet
I [?]
I got 10k in ones, I ain’t feelin’ too standgy
But it ain’t that easy impressin’ me
We in Miami on jets
Livin’ sick ’cause I’m rich
They want my spot, but it ain’t no replacin’
And she on my dick ’cause I’m lit
She don’t even know me but she wanna sex
[?] jaw, usin’ no teeth for me
I see red and blue, I’m goin’ Need for Speed
I ain’t God, but shawty be prayin’ for me
With a ass like Minaj, she gon’ [?]
My shawty like big dick, she won’t leave

[Chorus]
They ain’t said it’s me
I’m blessed and I didn’t even sneez
Jeez luise
Only love her when she on her knees
If they say it’s smoke we ain’t coppin’ no please
I come from a place where they shatter your dreams
Please, believe
I keep a stick in my jeans
Don’t stare at me or get shot in your face
It’s a bad P
I think this Za came from Hong Kong, only took two poofs now I’m lookin’ chinese
Niggas on a cover like [?]
But I get the packs and threw ’bout G
Got every flavour whatever you need
Just let me now, we feedin’ the streets

[Outro]
Yeah and we feedin’ the streets
Please, believe
We be feedin’ the streets
Please, believe
We be feedin’ the streets
We feedin’ the streets
Yeah
Oh
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Nah, nah
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Nah, nah
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Nah, nah
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Nah, nah
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Nah, nah
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na



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