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, this for my in the streets (what what what) Foreign and the jeeps (what what what) Make about a fuckin' million in a (what what what) I can't forget that we all still street
Yo, yo You a nigga that's sniffin', that's always in the kitchen shit up, there's always something missin' A nigga speeding, bound to have a collision Bound to be in prison, or to pop a mission So if you got dogs, nigga, let 'em go If a mob truck right, let 'em know We got the same guns you got, but better though And time we in some shit nigga, you will know See I'm pushed to the that I put something down And I over your head, like look at you now And the in the parks start lookin' around Like, "mommy here, look, look, look what we found" me it's more intense, nigga So if you goin' hard, stay on the bench, nigga And you know I come, I leave no prints nigga And you die, it won't be at my expense nigga Nigga,
1 - yo, you ain't as smart as you And I know you ain't as as you think (take it to the streets) You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to home Hey yo, you as smart as you think (take it to the streets)
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you 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 smart as you
Yo, yo Not only do I know the rights, I know the Mo' money, mo' bitches, yeah, you know the And if you claim you a nigga that know me And you know 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, ain't got no ming, got no limp Money exempt, instead you are blimp And every bitch in every know mase is the pimp See I'm unlike the ones who fail you, when I know you Live, i'mma my kid to take care of you bring it to my man if he try to spare you I'd tie something up if I to scare you Make it where own shadow 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 don't give a fuck about car Who you are
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Yo, yo You can't love a man so much you can't doubt him Let him know shit you gotta do without him And if ya got guns, don't home without it You kill a man, there's ways to go about it See I kill a man, and I do it vainly I won't ever let a mutha know I'm angry when 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, have 'em by Then sunday, meet '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 tuesday I'm sittin' in the All I wanna find out is where the 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', makin' a scene, the whole block wit' you Friday hit and you ain't got no clique you Need somebody help you with your leg, got your 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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