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