Streetz Talkin
Gooch
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Damn, Guala, you mixed the hell out of this Uhh, uhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh Streets talkin', I don't really care to listen, but I hear them often, Try to keep them out my business on my pivot, shorty Who are you for me to trust? No tellin' who can cross me Me and this chopper on my lap, I'm a one-man army It's do or die at any time, so I'm movin' cautious Got niggas stuck off in the field, the police tryin' block us I pray that karma isn't real if so, I got my comin A marathonin', it ain't a sprint, so I'm never runnin On my shit, that's every time, gotta keep it 100 Gotta keep your profile clean when you out road runnin Every move gon' leave a trail, you gotta throw em' off Like a man givin' directions, get my point across In too deep inside this shit, can't take no chance of fallin I had dreams about this shit, sometimes nightmares will follow I woke up laughin' at my pain, I ain't afraid of sorrow If it's a opp that I want dead, then he won't see tomorrow Snatch a nigga out the car, this shit like Grand Theft Auto Your best bet is never pop out if you know what I know Creepy shooters on the rise, duck when you see that Tahoe All you see is flashin' lights, come from that semi-auto Streets talkin I don't really care to listen, but I hear em' often Try to keep em' out my business on my pivot shorty Who are you for me to trust, no tellin' who can cross me Me and this chopper on my lap, I'm a one man army It's do or die at any time, so I'm uber cautious Got niggas stuck off in the field, the police try and block us I pray that karma isn't real if so, I got my comin A marathonin', it ain't a sprint, so I'm never runnin Streets callin, I don't pick up shit wicked, all I know is handle business And go get it, so I did it, then whatever that come with it I'm a man, I go deal with it by myself Don't need no hand, but you know gang won't leave me slippin I'm a phantom in the kitchen, you won't see me when I'm whippin That bitch call me all the time, I let it ring I can't marry, that shit scary, just like monsters But who's scarier than my clique, I don't know If you see em', point em' out, then we go get em Body overboard, the only way you find em' if you fishin I got knowledge, but it ain't shit to go stupid with a stick in hand Funny how a little bitty bullet trip the biggest man The switch different, when I shoot it sound like a mini fan This gun not a game, boy, even though this shit advanced Hit you, the kids in the minivan I said, this gun not a game, boy, even though this shit advanced Hit you, the kids in the minivan Damn, streets talkin I don't really care to listen, but I hear em' often Try to keep em' out my business on my pivots, shorty Who are you for me to trust, no tellin' who can cross me Me and this chopper on my lap, I'm a one-man army It's do or die at any time, so I'm movin' cautious Got niggas stuck off in the field, the police tryin' block us I pray that karma, isn't real, if so, I got my comin A marathon, it ain't a sprint, so I'm never runnin
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