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Streets Iz Callin’ - DJ Quik (Ft. Chuckey)
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Streets Iz Callin’ DJ Quik (Ft. Chuckey)

Streets Iz Callin’ - DJ Quik (Ft. Chuckey)
[Intro]
I see I gotta play another game, so…
If I’mma go out, I’mma go out right, you know’m sayin’?
(Talk to ‘em, dog) Cool wit’ it all

[Verse 1]
I’m untouchable (yeah)
I’m on a plane, Calcutta bound
Meeting with them people from that sample we done turned around
Trying to stop the war with a hardcore dancefloor type of lesson
‘Cause the truth will hurt forever more
Now what’s my punishment? (What?)
You mean to tell me I could get sued for making sure my people have some fun and shit? (Damn)
It’s a funny game
It’s like the time that ol’ boy got Pac, and me, and Jackie kicked off that Houston plane
For drinking Remy Martin, acting up and starting
And that’s all I got to say about that—pardon
‘Cause that’s a binge frenefit, nigga been the shit
I fucked around and did business with niggas on some friend shit
But to no avail, this is show and tell
Only thing I ever got for working was a broken nail
That’s all I really know about the streets
It’s the hustle, get hustled, get down or get beat

[Chorus: Chuckey]
Wake up in some herbs this morning
And I can hear the streets, they’re calling
Wake up in the pool this morning
I can feel the vibes, they’re calling
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