Lyrics:
Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick
Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick
Ran up the street cause he was piping hot
Met a bitch
wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick
Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick
Ran up the street cause he was piping hot
Met a bitch named Jill
the streets if you let em
Imma dog imma dog I can't help it
But I heard all dawgs go to heaven
He gone putchu thru some shit just to test you
They gone trick
to be an issue I can tell
By how they speakin' walking
Out the door look on the floor
One nigga leakin'
This ain't none of my biz I'm
Still headed
Take da cash P
Street cash
Moving fast
Moving grams
Smoking gas
Street cash
Moving fast
Moving grams
Smoking gas
Street cash, moving fast
Moving
I got some niggas that'll ride for me dawg
Real street niggas yeah they gone slide with me dawg
Only my niggas on the side with me dawg
Hope y'all
Hard work and talent beat clout any day
Nobody could stop what's destined
Inna streets I paid my dues now I gotta be patient
As soon as they give me that
Freak by TREZDAMIRRA (Produced by Myke Milyan)
Chorus: DADDY'S Lil Girl had to learn the way of the world, Cause her Daddy no Help! He did it his
(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in every hood)
[Lil' Flip]
From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha
lowkey don't be speaking on shit that we do
When i'm off in these streets
She a lil vibe and she a lil freak
She turn off the phone whenever we link
I put
the street nigga why lie
Fuck around and get extorted by my guys
Find ya anywhere ya at got mob ties
Probably fuck around and lose ya life in a drive by
In my
gotta march like a soldier (now on my block we just march)
You gotta walk it like you talk it (we got the lil' mamas dipping)
You gotta march like
And you ain't comfortable round thugs I can tell ain't'a,
The street niggas make you feel like yo life endangered,
All these lil goons you see me wit I
Big racks
Big stacks
Got a new mayback
Rolly on my wrist
Give a lil twist
I can't even resist
VIP on the list
New money
Old Money
I don't
just be Selena
Merge to the freeway at about dawn
There's not a single car in sight they're all gone
The next song comes on it's Get Low by Lil Jon
I
got Lil Dino with me, and he ready to touch you up
I use to be broke, but now a nigga rich as fuck
These streets ain't safe boy, you better keep you
your pole
'Til a bitch fall asleep
Long as you don't break the code
You could be my lil' freak
Hit 'em with the voodoo
Grab a bitch by the roots
And Flyin
Now They Got Me Yellin Out What? Like A Skit From Jon
Chamillitary ain't Gon Ride, y'all Niggas Quit Ya Lyin
Cause You Know That You Falsifyin,
And Flyin
Now They Got Me Yellin Out What? Like A Skit From Jon
Chamillitary ain't Gon Ride, y'all Niggas Quit Ya Lyin
Cause You Know That You Falsifyin,
survive these streets
Got old and we found a lil peace
Got money and we kept it real neat
While you ran yo mouth on the couch though
We would get this money
Remember sleeping on the floor I ain't had no bed
Now lil shawty win wit me,say my love be different
Thuging till my ankle pop run it till my end
I go by
the world can't hide
Genocide niggas killing up they own kind
Murder, murder
Is something that I can't help
I even had to ride on some niggas by myself
I live
at ease
God know I know
That somebody gon' hate on me
But God know I'm thug so
You know lil' Boosie gon' and get skeet
Now God know my situation
He
at ease
God know I know
That somebody gon' hate on me
But God know I'm thug so
You know lil' Boosie gon' and get skeet
Now God know my situation
He
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