I worried about the police I ain't worried about these niggas talking about they hold heat I stressing going broke I don't never leave residences alone, keep it on me I'm the that you quote I'm the only conversation if you up on Long Beach Get to acting you know Don't be acting you bold, get it cracking at a show the FEDs taking pictures, let a motherfucker pose Tryna be the only Crippin' sitting in the Vogue put me on the cover, undercovers at my home Tryna catch a slippin', but I'm stickin' to the flow these niggas flippin' coke, why the fuck these niggas broke? If there's shooters in the squad, what's the bodyguard You ain't calling me collect and I ain't pickin' up the Got some homies from the set who ain't never home You wouldn't know it
You a street You a street punk No one about you You a street You a muthafuckin' street blow up at you Where the cash at, the cash at? Where ya at, where ya stash at? Bend my rack doing head at Cause you a muthafuckin' street punk!
I know if ya heard of me But you them shots on the block, it's a murder scene Go on the cops, open heart, durin' surgery Now his breathing stopped, stupid niggas should of knew we Now we in the box, Hundred in the box, Smith it to the top and we coming to your spot Knocking on the door, where he at Playin' games then we kick it down, flat On the ground, kids get kidnapped, go and ask it Well you how we rock it, nigga, you know who we wackin' now You ain't never caught a body, it cause you talkin' 'bout it me off a court and outta- You a motherfucking punk
You a street You a street punk No one about you You a street You a muthafuckin' punk This'll up at you Where the at, where the cash at? Where ya pass at, ya stash at? Bend my last doing head at Why? you a muthafuckin' street punk!