Lyrics:
just a street nigga and I'ma always be
We was gangbangin', that's how I grew up
Out there sellin' work, that's how I grew up
Youngin' shootin' shit
(Blicky to blicky to blicky to blicky)
Sellin' packs by the laundromat (laundromat)
Once I get up out the hood, I ain't comin' back (never)
But I
sellin' hair like it's dope
Shawty really in the streets (what she doin'?)
Shawty got a strong foundation
All you other hoes weak (I know)
I know, I
heard me on a track
My name been ringin' for the past 10
Been to hell and back
Failin' raps, sellin' packs
Fiends rip the bag open and smoke
It until
ops and my old hoes
Sellin chocolate
Posted up at deaths doe'
Get that dough
Watch me
Jones
Watch me
Flick-it
Let me
Go
Bucket
Kickin
Stop me
Woah
All my niggas sellin' dinners like it's Ruth Chris
Niggas hate me but they vibin' to my new shit
Catch me with my jewels on and a cute chick
This is
own (Yeah)
I make hits, my shit bang, your shit sounds old (Yeah)
It’s too many niggas that told
Too many nigga that fold
I’m sellin' work on the phone
(Jumpa make it jump)
I'd rather be broke than famous
Rather be broke than famous
Sellin' my soul for changes
Better than sellin' out stages if
Famous for art and you dudes need a scandal
They sellin' trauma as drama to scam you
Who the real plug? Playin' strings
And they amped you
From New York
keep it a hunnid
Keep it so solid, swear to God I'll never change
She don't know me, just my name
Willin' and able like Kane
Sellin' your soul for
like 26
And I swear I seen her lie
(Seen her lie, seen her lie)
While my family sellin' white
Sometimes I just wanna cry
Shawty wanna drive my whip
Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
8Ball: I hit the street slaning ya-yo, then I sold up my block
Sellin 8, sellin deals, sellin $20 rocks.
Sellin
yaknahmsayin?
Man go ahead and kick it man
Let the people know what's happenin man
You know brothers out there sellin out man
Why they goin out like that man?
Walk on, talk on, baby tell no lies
Don't you be caught with a tear in your eye
Sure enough, they'll be sellin' stuff
When the moon begins to rise
Walk on, talk on, baby tell no lies
Don't you be caught with a tear in your eye
Sure enough, they'll be sellin' stuff
When the moon begins to rise
You're power-hungry, sellin' soldiers in a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh?
I don't need your civil war
Ooh, no, no, no, no, no, no
Look
Walk on, talk on, baby tell no lies.
Don't you be caught with a tear in your eye.
Sure enough, they'll be sellin' stuff
When the moon begins
Sprinkle chicken soup with rice
In July I'll take a peep
Into the cool and fishy deep
Where chicken soup is selling cheap
Sellin' once, sellin' twice
can't dance
I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way I walk
I can't dance
I can't sing
I'm just standing here sellin'
Oh, and checking
the traphouse, bitch we ain't servin' nicks
We got bows, we ain't sellin' no Os
We drivin' lows, sendin' word coast-to-coast
Fill his body up with holes, wipe
they sellin' free, yeah, they call it
"Be correct"
I just wanna slippy on your slide
(Slippy on your slide)
Slippy on your slide, slip (Slide)
Slippy
[Chorus 2x]
And you ain't nothin' but a hooker
Sellin' your fuckin' soul
Back up! They want you, I swear
You got no worries, you got no cares
All
My man Ali Muhammed's in the house
My man Shahid's in the house
You know I'm in the house
Black Eyed Peas represent sellin' out
Black Eyed Peas
40, lemon squeeze, why you better tote it (yeah)
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I promote it (Freebandz)
Like when I was sellin' rocks, nigga,
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