Street Symphony (Cyptron Zone III Remix)

Monica

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    How dare u go and make me choose
    My hustling is what made you, you
    You never had nothing until I paid the dues
    My word is law I laid the rules
    Why you trippin' on a brother about the things he do
    Look, work can never matter how I got the loot
    But you never hesitate cause you drive the coupe
    I made you ball, ain't that the truth?

    I never asked for that much
    You stay out late every night
    Down at the gentlemen's club
    Seems like you can't get it right
    I knew when I saw the G's
    You would be harder to please
    You wanted more than enough
    That when it got to be rough

    First time I was down for you
    I thought you really wanted to
    But you don't know how much pain it took
    To put that cash up for your goods
    I See your suit behind the bar
    You can't even drive the cars
    Sometimes I don't know what to do
    And am I worth it to you, baby

    See I'm in the Accolate
    Coming through ride alone with flakes
    The street's my home, up in the zone
    Searching a n*gga car tryin' to get my bone
    Get my name, wear that thang
    I don't know but I'm searching man
    Lookin' for that sweet lick
    No time for no cheap chick
    I'm working

    You must believe I gotta get you out of the streets
    I disagree when you tell me that you do it for me
    I still believe, I know your in a little too deep
    But I gotta do what I gotta do to get yu back here with me, babe

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    I like the cash and all that
    But I just can't watch my back
    And if they catch me with you
    Who knows what they wouldn't do
    You've spent too long in this game
    Now baby you gotta change
    Before I lose you for life
    I wanted to be your wife

    First time I was down for you
    I thought you really wanted to
    But you don't know how much pain it took
    To put that cash up for your goods
    I See your suit behind the bar
    You can't even drive the cars
    Sometimes I don't know what to do
    And am I worth it to you, baby

    See baby girl I gotta hustle
    See it's something of mine dat I must do
    Everything that I do, I did for us two
    Getting' mine on the grind is a must too
    Plus you want all them finer things
    I bought a car, clothes, a diamond ring
    Everything's on paper, they keep me on the caper
    If it ain't gonna bread then I'm gonna holla at you later, baby

    You must believe I gotta get you out of the streets
    I disagree when you tell me that you do it for me
    I still believe, I know your in a little too deep
    But I gotta do what I gotta do to get yu back here with me, babe

    You must believe I gotta get you out of the streets
    I disagree when you tell me that you do it for me
    I still believe, I know your in a little too deep
    But I gotta do what I gotta do to get yu back here with me, babe

    Outta the Streets, streets, streets, streets, streets
    Outta the Streets, streets, streets, streets, streets
    Outta the Streets, streets, streets, streets, streets
    Outta the Streets, streets, streets, streets, streets

    You must believe I gotta get you out of the streets
    I disagree when you tell me that you do it for me
    I still believe, I know your in a little too deep
    But I gotta do what I gotta do to get yu back here with me, babe

    You must believe I gotta get you out of the streets
    I disagree when you tell me that you do it for me
    I still believe, I know your in a little too deep
    But I gotta do what I gotta do to get yu back here with me, babe

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