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These Streets Is Where I Learned Play with Fire You'll Get Burned When The Heat Was Hot I Turned, Turned To Trouble... Trouble Yeah Yeah C Three Yeah New Orleans Baby A Street Called Eagle And Everybody's I'll Yeah Illegal People Steal Cars We Steal People We Eat Like Dogs But We Still People And Even When Ya Lost Trouble Still See You And Even If Ya Dead Broke We Are Still Equal One Time For The Lil People Eat Ya Meal Don't Let Ya Meal Eat You (I Run With Trouble... Trouble) Street Runner We Crazy With Dis One SongtexteI Run... With... Trouble And Just The Otha Day My Nigga Chris Killed His Self I Pray To God That I Never Feel Tha Way He Felt Where Do We Go When There's No Help He Figured Heaven So He Went Left Ya'll Know That Ain't Right Plus He Was High As A Plane That Same Night Shit I Probably Been On That Same Flight Shit I Probably Had That Same Fight I Just Kept Swingin Twelve Rounds Comin Bells Ringin (I Run With Trouble... Trouble) Introduced To Tha Game When I Was Just A Child Mamma Love A Drug Dealer Straight Quit Her Job And Took His Life And Along With Him I Died And She Died We Died Then Came My Daughter To My Bed Side Told Me Daddy Don't Cry I'm Alive I Look Her In Tha Eyes And See Me With No Sins But Dis Is How Tha Note Ends Ya Know Let's Kick It Back I Can't Call It (I Run With Trouble... Trouble) Ya Know Hehe Yeah Yeah Tha Tool, It Poke Out Tha Jeans Tha Coke Smeel Just Like A Bunch Of Coffee Beans Ya Nah Mean And Everything Ain't What It Seem Ya Nah Mean And Don't Play That Game With Out Your Team Kill For My Bread Kill For My G's Kill For My Cream I Will Have That Red Beam On Hot Beam Now I Hear Sirens Wait I Think I See One Behind Me I Ain't Trippin Baby Money Got Me Unh! (I Run With Trouble... Trouble) And Fuck Tha Police Fuck Tha Feds Too I Ain't Jumpin In That Jump Suit A One I'm On My One, Two Check Me Out I Fuck Around And Check You Respect Due Pay Yours Nigga Mines Under Tha Seat By My Feet Wheres Yours Nigga Too Much Hoarse Liquor Huh! Too Much Pressure Too Much Force Too Much Money Never Heard That Before Shit! And We Stop Tha Snicthes At Tha Door Cut That Tail Off Tha Rat He Won't Rat No More (I Run With Trouble... Trouble) Shit! That's Right Get Trapped Fuckin With My G's Keep Shootin Till I Burn My Sleeves Nigga Please These Boys Is G's Represent New Orleans Like A Florida Leaf Shit! What You Know About It We More Than Theives We Steal From Tha Rich So Tha Poor Can Eat Yea! Niggas Act Up My Niggas Act Accordingly Hey Solider Don't War With Me Jump On It! Aus Songtexte Mania