Lyrics:
I say it in the streets, I'll say it to ya face
Knock ya whole muthafucka off, take my case
Never give up my connects, never hit P.C
I'm a young
and confusion
But to feel that rush just once, my young bucks'll go through it
So in essence, they still floodin the streets with the thugs, drugs and the killing
pressure baby no pressure at all
I'm catching feelings
When you takin' that off
All that pressure made a diamond now
You're the one I want you can get it
they can cost you your life
This shit crazy, heard niggas been tellin' lies It's a shame they killed Nipsey and caught us off by surprise
Government
And I better not find my feeties all over the street
You know Im packin heat baby now im takin off the socks
You wanna pinky ring well imma put on all
[Busta Rhymes]
Why'know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said,
"If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto."
But
She planned it all, come to find out her name is Keisha
see'mon Shanice I'm takin you to my house in L. Conn.
(I want to go with you!) Uhh, be quiet,
slick
You find something then you hide it with a drum chick
Takin' apart every rap that's on the charts
Mix there with yours, spin it back it ain't
up
I'm just a young but OG, keep it B-I-G
Raised on these streets where the real ones be
Ain't playin' by the rules, flipping the script
Middle
(yeah, yeah)
Everybody on the fent', fent' (Fentanyl)
It been takin' my family members and friends
(Damn) streets don't love nobody (Uh, uh)
But I love
I'm waiting by the corner of your street, it smells like cigarettes
You ask me who I wanna be? A man with no regrets
And I drive fast to relieve
tryin'
I'm matchin' by mistake I want that yacht I'm on my grind
I learn from my mistakes
You want it daddy go and get it
Don't never hesitate
I'm
Once again, another Trax productions
Rush for the 9-8, mobsta elites
Ain't it a shame how we make ballin' look so sweet
Especially when you ain't
shame and high on hate
Parting the seas street by street
I was made by man’s hands to dominate
X Cop Car…
Still still nice nice on the inside
Come
like a game
Ain't gonna give you no fame by callin out your name
Just explain how I do it and, lead by example
Stay away from repetition don't wanna
a bitch like (Martin) then tell her it's over (it's over)
Kicked her out my chromed out Rover
I squeeze gats outta 'sonovas, Cease takin' over (uh
slight
If they for the streets, hope you stay trill
Fuck that hoe for hours, don't need no pill
But she for the streets, so it's no deal
Gave her all
but mayne
Make yo’ way up out these streets
Don’t try so hard, it don’t mean nun
Just look at me and Nene
If that’s yo’ girl, then you love her
Never
Yeah
Uh, uh oh
Startin' to feel this
Startin' to feel it
[Black Rob]
Yo, who these cats think they is takin' they biz that's round here?
Yo,
cause a cold front, shit look like Freon (froze)
Uh, uh, bread by the loaf, nigga, we all ate (no small plates)
If you ask me 'bout 'em, shit, they all
Everything's a work in progress, even my bitches' bodies
Niggas in the streets aim terribly with that full clip
Turn into a marksman when it's time to miss me
chasing, chasing the paper, you chasing dreams
My money gettin stronger like it's takin Creatine
(Chorus)
(Young Tru)
My pockets like Wyclef Jean,
mace, riots takin' place
When the Clan show they face, the fans show they pace
Get your blunt rolled, fuck the 5-0, they want it dun' know
Bitches get
police have no suspects.
Now to the weather but first G tell 'em what time it is!"
I got a chance to get some money so I'm takin' it
No joke
.JPG/300px-Varius_Manx_(2012).JPG "Varius Manx")
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