What, What, what, (h-world) What, what, (all out) What, what, what, what, (take it to the streets, mutha fucka) What, what, what, what, Yo, for my niggas in the streets (what what what) Foreign and the jeeps (what what what) Make a fuckin' million in a week (what what what) When I can't forget that we all still
Yo, yo You know a nigga that's sniffin', that's in the kitchen Bagin' shit up, there's something missin' A that's speeding, bound to have a collision to be in prison, or bound to pop a mission So if you got dogs, nigga, let 'em go If a mob fuckin' truck right, let 'em We got the same that you got, but better though And next time we in shit nigga, you will know See I'm pushed to the point I put something down And I stand over your head, look at you now And the kids in the parks lookin' around Like, "mommy here, look, look, look what we found" Wit' me it's more intense, So if you ain't hard, stay on the bench, nigga And you know I come, I leave no prints nigga And when you die, it won't be at my expense Nigga,
1 - yo, you as smart as you think And I you ain't as smart as you think (take it to the streets) You talk crazy on the phone, bring to your home Hey yo, you ain't as as you think (take it to the streets)
Hey yo, you ain't as as you think And I you ain't as smart as you think (take it to the streets) You leave a wit' a hoe and you think you on the low Hey yo, you ain't as as you think
Yo, yo Not only do I know the rights, I know the Mo' money, mo' bitches, yeah, you the song And if you claim you a nigga that me long And you should i'mma die with my rolley on I ain't no punk, I ain't no chump, I no whimp Ain't got no cane, got no ming, ain't got no limp Money exempt, instead you are blimp And every bitch in every state know mase is the See I'm unlike the ones who fail you, I know where you Live, i'mma send my kid to take of you bring it to my man if he try to spare you I'd tie something up if I wanted to you Make it where your own won't stand near you And send the trauma unit to come repair you Now you are nigga, in the fuckin' reservoir With your bentley, we give a fuck about your car Who you are
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Yo, yo You can't never love a man so much you doubt him Let him certain shit you gotta do without him And if ya got guns, don't leave home it You gon' kill a man, there's to go about it See I kill a man, and I do it vainly I won't ever let a mutha fucka I'm angry 'cause I get caught and they come arraign me It be a witness that come to hang me I figure, if do it, i'mma do it my way Set 'em on sunday, 'em by friday Then sunday, i'mma 'em on the highway See where his is and keep it movin' I'm off the exit All I wanna find out is the complex is And by I'm sittin' in the complexes All I wanna out is where the address is And by wednesday, it just so you get shot in the knee A nigga tried to run and dropped the key Now you in the hospital, not Frontin', a scene, bring the whole block wit' you hit and you ain't got no clique wit' you Need somebody help you your leg, got your bitch wit' chu Soon as you get and put the key in the door Click, clack, now get on the floor, I told you
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