Official Music Video
In The Streets by Lil Wyte
Lyrics & Translation
English
[Chorus x2]
In the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a
if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a
when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup
for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
[Verse 1]
They always be askin what is crack cocaine
Crack cocaine fries your brain
Crack cocaine keep me pocket change when I be on my slang
Keep them thangs single solid on a brick up off the house
Try to snatch my shit wit out payin I'm blowin off ya mouth
That's the way it is in up in the dope game have no respect
Don't pass wit no brains if no thangs blow some big ass checks
Straight to the liquor store thats were we roll to get my 75
Damn they close at 11 yes I'm ballin doin 99
Worked that whole week to get that cheese and give that shit to me
Bet you feelin shitty fall to sleep on the side of the street
Tell me how it feels walkin round I no whats goin on
Only thing you no is I'm the 1 supplyin all the stone
Keep my pockets swoll and I be ballin on the fuckin slab
Think you droppin sissions in my buisness take yo buisness back
Yes I roll wit dealers and my skrillas are my priority
Bitch I ride wit killas and these killas have authority
[Chorus x2]
in the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a
if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a
when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup
for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
[Verse 2]
well I ain't waistin mine, gotta get them nickels and dimes all the time
cuz Benjimin Franklin the only mother fucker on my mind
I'm ridin to a cutless twanky threes grippin pine
And I know the junkies see me colors changin all the time
when you spot me better stop me cuz I'm not slayin long
the pigs love comin up to this white boy ridin on all this fuckin chrome
got yo stone bitch I'm gone destination where I stay
fraiser boy up on the side and bitch were ridin to the bay
what you talkin bout? what you askin bout? what you need from me
check it I serve some big bags, some crack, and some ecstasy
anything else I don't fuck wit it, or I just fuckin know
were to find it where to get it and how far the shit will flow
Where smokers and sellers these drugs be so plentiful
but junkies will do anything for that crack mane and its pitiful
they loose there life Critical they loose there bodies shut down physical
But rock it up you get yo grip and all that there is beuitifull
[Chorus x2]
in the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a
if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a
when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup
for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
[Verse 3]
It ain't no stoppin here I could keep boomin slangin dis dope
or I could take a chance flippin this bird to a bro
but see its jus my luck po's will prolly kick in my doe
so I gotta keep lookin over my should lookin out for dem hoes
And I gotta find another location plus anohter temptation there so
many faces and customers in this occupatin and I have no patience
And people wanna fuck wit my time thas why you be comin up short wit these
nickles and dimes, I'm even wit mine
You get it when I get it and thas all the time
I never decline your money unless you smell outta line
And I'm feelin fine, they'll find you all tied up in some twine
my moneys importent a lil more then important then how I shine
dont play wit that 9, you pull it use it you should abuse it mine
but see ya blind, then copyrite yo mouf wit yo mind
I'm puttin it out and givin it to ya jus how I get it
this evil is wit it wit no discussin this is how I spit it
[Chorus x2]
in the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a
if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a
when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup
for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of In The Streets by Lil Wyte
In The Streets* (original Lil Wyte)
[Chorus x2]
In the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a
if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a
when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup
for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
[Verse 1]
They always be askin what is crack cocaine
Crack cocaine fries your brain
Crack cocaine keep me pocket change when I be on my slang
Keep them thangs single solid on a brick up off the house
Try to snatch my shit wit out payin I'm blowin off ya mouth
That's the way it is in up in the dope game have no respect
Don't pass wit no brains if no thangs blow some big ass checks
Straight to the liquor store thats were we roll to get my 75
Damn they close at 11 yes I'm ballin doin 99
Worked that whole week to get that cheese and give that shit to me
Bet you feelin shitty fall to sleep on the side of the street
Tell me how it feels walkin round I no whats goin on
Only thing you no is I'm the 1 supplyin all the stone
Keep my pockets swoll and I be ballin on the fuckin slab
Think you droppin sissions in my buisness take yo buisness back
Yes I roll wit dealers and my skrillas are my priority
Bitch I ride wit killas and these killas have authority
[Chorus x2]
in the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a
if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a
when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup
for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
[Verse 2]
well I ain't waistin mine, gotta get them nickels and dimes all the time
cuz Benjimin Franklin the only mother fucker on my mind
I'm ridin to a cutless twanky threes grippin pine
And I know the junkies see me colors changin all the time
when you spot me better stop me cuz I'm not slayin long
the pigs love comin up to this white boy ridin on all this fuckin chrome
got yo stone bitch I'm gone destination where I stay
fraiser boy up on the side and bitch were ridin to the bay
what you talkin bout? what you askin bout? what you need from me
check it I serve some big bags, some crack, and some ecstasy
anything else I don't fuck wit it, or I just fuckin know
were to find it where to get it and how far the shit will flow
Where smokers and sellers these drugs be so plentiful
but junkies will do anything for that crack mane and its pitiful
they loose there life Critical they loose there bodies shut down physical
But rock it up you get yo grip and all that there is beuitifull
[Chorus x2]
in the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a
if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a
when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup
for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
[Verse 3]
It ain't no stoppin here I could keep boomin slangin dis dope
or I could take a chance flippin this bird to a bro
but see its jus my luck po's will prolly kick in my doe
so I gotta keep lookin over my should lookin out for dem hoes
And I gotta find another location plus anohter temptation there so
many faces and customers in this occupatin and I have no patience
And people wanna fuck wit my time thas why you be comin up short wit these
nickles and dimes, I'm even wit mine
You get it when I get it and thas all the time
I never decline your money unless you smell outta line
And I'm feelin fine, they'll find you all tied up in some twine
my moneys importent a lil more then important then how I shine
dont play wit that 9, you pull it use it you should abuse it mine
but see ya blind, then copyrite yo mouf wit yo mind
I'm puttin it out and givin it to ya jus how I get it
this evil is wit it wit no discussin this is how I spit it
[Chorus x2]
in the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a
if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a
when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup
for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
In The Streets (traducción LyricVerse Team)
[Estribillo x2]
En la calle me ocupo de mis asuntos, así soy
si quieres trabajo de mí, pagas una tarifa una tarifa
cuando revise mi fumadero, voy a reabastecerme reabastecerme
para ustedes ladrones en el barrio, saco mi arma saco mi arma
[Verso 1]
Siempre preguntan qué es la cocaína crack
La cocaína crack te fríe el cerebro
La cocaína crack me da cambio cuando estoy en mi jerga
Mantén esas cosas sólidas en un ladrillo fuera de la casa
Intenta arrebatarme mis cosas sin pagar y te vuelo la boca
Así es en el juego de la droga, no hay respeto
No pases sin cerebro si no hay cosas que soplen grandes cheques
Directo a la licorería, ahí es donde vamos a buscar mi 75
Maldición, cierran a las 11, sí, estoy de fiesta haciendo 99
Trabajé toda la semana para conseguir ese dinero y dámelo
Seguro te sientes mal, te quedas dormido al lado de la calle
Dime cómo se siente caminar, sé lo que está pasando
Lo único que sabes es que soy el que suministra toda la piedra
Mantengo mis bolsillos hinchados y estoy de fiesta en la maldita losa
Crees que estás metiendo sesiones en mi negocio, retira tu negocio
Sí, ando con traficantes y mis billetes son mi prioridad
Perra, ando con asesinos y estos asesinos tienen autoridad
[Estribillo x2]
en la calle me ocupo de mis asuntos, así soy
si quieres trabajo de mí, pagas una tarifa una tarifa
cuando revise mi fumadero, voy a reabastecerme reabastecerme
para ustedes ladrones en el barrio, saco mi arma saco mi arma
[Verso 2]
bueno, no estoy desperdiciando el mío, tengo que conseguir esos centavos y monedas todo el tiempo
porque Benjamin Franklin es el único cabrón en mi mente
Estoy conduciendo un Cutlass de veintitrés pulgadas agarrando pino
Y sé que los yonquis me ven cambiando de colores todo el tiempo
cuando me veas, mejor detenme porque no me quedo mucho
a los cerdos les encanta acercarse a este chico blanco montado en todo este maldito cromo
tengo tu piedra, perra, me voy, destino donde me quedo
chico Fraiser a un lado y perra, vamos en coche a la bahía
¿de qué hablas? ¿de qué preguntas? ¿qué necesitas de mí?
mira, sirvo algunas bolsas grandes, algo de crack y algo de éxtasis
cualquier otra cosa no me meto con ella, o simplemente sé
dónde encontrarlo, dónde conseguirlo y qué tan lejos fluirá la mierda
Donde fumadores y vendedores, estas drogas son tan abundantes
pero los yonquis harán cualquier cosa por ese crack, amigo, y es lamentable
pierden su vida, crítico, pierden sus cuerpos, se apagan físicamente
Pero si lo subes, agarras y todo eso es hermoso
[Estribillo x2]
en la calle me ocupo de mis asuntos, así soy
si quieres trabajo de mí, pagas una tarifa una tarifa
cuando revise mi fumadero, voy a reabastecerme reabastecerme
para ustedes ladrones en el barrio, saco mi arma saco mi arma
[Verso 3]
No hay parada aquí, podría seguir vendiendo esta droga
o podría arriesgarme a pasarle este pájaro a un hermano
pero mira, es mi suerte, los policías probablemente patearán mi puerta
así que tengo que seguir mirando por encima del hombro buscando a esas putas
Y tengo que encontrar otra ubicación más otra tentación, hay tantas
caras y clientes en esta ocupación y no tengo paciencia
Y la gente quiere joder con mi tiempo, por eso te quedas corto con estos
centavos y monedas, estoy a la par con los míos
Lo obtienes cuando yo lo obtengo y eso es todo el tiempo
Nunca rechazo tu dinero a menos que huelas fuera de lugar
Y me siento bien, te encontrarán todo atado con un cordel
mi dinero es un poco más importante que cómo brillo
no juegues con esa 9, si la sacas úsala, deberías abusar de la mía
pero te veo ciego, luego copia tu boca con tu mente
Lo estoy sacando y dándotelo tal como lo consigo
este mal está con ello sin discutir, así es como lo escupo
[Estribillo x2]
en la calle me ocupo de mis asuntos, así soy
si quieres trabajo de mí, pagas una tarifa una tarifa
cuando revise mi fumadero, voy a reabastecerme reabastecerme
para ustedes ladrones en el barrio, saco mi arma saco mi arma
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