It ain't clean in streets, it's mean in these streets up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when you're coming the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these Glocks up, hats down, fiends in streets So pay attention when you're coming around 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
I'm still back for the first damn So a hold of your seats while I open your mind And take you back to when I dropped down heaven And I came out my moms and had a mic as my weapon When I was three I was a little G But if you in my eyes you'd see the future of a real MC And at the age of nine I wrote my first Soon rapping became one of my favorite Every that I went spitting and babbling Showing my ass, growing up started traveling From one to the next, Luda landed in the ATL Where the pimps and the dwell I a tape, did shows and got exposure And kept as my black ass got older No matter I just kept at my trade I made mistakes but sharper then a Ginsu blade
It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in streets So please pay attention you're coming around the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in these streets, mean in these streets up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention you're coming around 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?
Age fourteen, my talent show a outta cage I of won but disqualified for jumping off stage But I ain't care, cause this game has started to open it's When I was at Banneker School pulling fire alarms So I could get a around me, make a name for my block People told me "keep flowing," ain't want me to stop Was back Big Nose John was my human beat box We'd skip school, hit campus and watch out for street cops Now I'm known around the town as that that raps From the hills that high to them G roll traps And I was still demo's, perfecting the craft And some said I wouldn't it, they would giggle and laugh So I up a couple books by Donald Goins the business of this shit, how to flip a few coins Before the age of eighteen, I was destined to it My account read Disturbing The Peace, incorporated
It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention when coming around 'Cause the got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't in these streets, it's mean in these streets Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these So please pay attention when you're around the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
Age eighteen, I'm strugglin', to survive But got a gig for change at 97.5 Now I'm rapping on the radio, increasing their Still Ludacris but alias was Cris Luva Late I'm in they studio and using they tools Me and Puma weed and breaking all of their rules And I was krunk, all the big was hearing my songs But nobody did shit and they was taking too So three years went past, and I saved cash To make my own record and put myself on blast The was independent, it was just for the streets I sold a one thousand in my first fuckin' week Then on to sell fifty, put the cash in my hand All the record companies bite me, but I Def Jam And the main reason that I made it and I the A-town Was 'cause the had its eye brows down, ya heard me?
It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these Glocks up, hats down, in these streets So please pay attention when you're coming 'Cause the got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
It ain't in these streets, it's mean in these streets up, hats down, fiends in these streets So please pay attention you're coming around 'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?