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 niggas in the (what what what) cars and the jeeps (what what what) Make about a million in a week (what what what) When I can't forget that we all street
Yo, yo You a nigga that's sniffin', that's always in the kitchen shit up, there's always something missin' A nigga that's speeding, bound to have a Bound to be in prison, or 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 some nigga, you will know See I'm pushed to the point that I put something And I over your head, like look at you now And the kids in the parks start lookin' Like, "mommy here, look, look, look what we found" me it's more intense, nigga So if you ain't goin' hard, on the bench, nigga And you know when I come, I no prints nigga And when you die, it won't be at my expense Nigga,
1 - yo, you ain't as as you think And I know you ain't as smart as you (take it to the streets) You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to home Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you (take it to the streets)
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you And I know you ain't as smart as you (take it to the streets) You a thug wit' a hoe and you think you on the low Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you
Yo, yo Not do I know the rights, I know the wrongs Mo' money, mo' bitches, yeah, you know the And if you claim you a that know me long And you should i'mma die with my rolley on I ain't no punk, I ain't no chump, I ain't no Ain't got no cane, ain't got no ming, got no limp Money exempt, instead you are blimp And every bitch in every state mase is the pimp See I'm unlike the ones who you, when I know where you Live, i'mma send my kid to care of you I'll bring it to my man if he try to you I'd tie something up if I wanted to you Make it where your own shadow won't stand you And they send the unit to come repair you Now there you are nigga, in the reservoir With your bentley, we don't give a fuck about car Who you are
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Yo, yo You can't never love a man so much you doubt him Let him know shit you gotta do without him And if ya got guns, leave home without it You gon' kill a man, there's to go about it See I kill a man, and I do it vainly I ever let a mutha fucka know I'm angry 'cause when I get caught and come arraign me It be a witness that come to hang me I figure, if i'mma do it, do it my way Set 'em on sunday, 'em by friday Then sunday, i'mma 'em on the highway See where his exit is and it movin' I'm off the exit All I find out is where the complex is And by I'm sittin' in the complexes All I wanna find out is where the is And by wednesday, it just so happen you get shot in the A tried to run away 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 bitch chu Soon as you get home and put the key in the Click, clack, now get on the floor, I you nigga
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