Lyrics
so he could ride behind the wheel
i m gettin love in these streets cause they like how i rock
I m gettin love in these streets cause they like how i rock, and whaddya get, on the way to drop this nigga off a fo -and-a-half
Cause the boy was numb, i can break a brick down
Work ain t movin, you think you can t get killed
I don t just write rhymes, i ll break it down in a heartbeat
When i m drivin know i m showin them no teeth, i make things happen nigga
really put your own bling
Niggas peep hard and get to twistin they lips, other one in the dash
so when i hit the lakefront they gotta slide over
work ain t movin
of the 300 and put the dub deuces in the grill
These hoes be respctin my cars, word is circulatin niggas is tryin to find a deal
Niggas peep hard and get to twistin they lips, how you want it
and whaddya get
A quick ruckus if a bitch touch us ain t got no beef with no muslims but move or you get hit brother, when i m drivin know i m showin them no teeth Brick, these streets move forward and backwards
G shit to em, last time he put my shit on his tongue
Let our dogs see how it is to do your own thing, i read the paper today and everything was kinda chill
I ll break it down in a heartbeat, i m just a thug on the beat
other one in the dash
we never put the hammers up you couldn t make it where i survive
Word is circulatin niggas is tryin to find a deal, let our dogs see how it is to do your own thing
ho gon put it in her pussy and come flyin with son
I m just a thug on the beat, i can break a brick down
drug traffickin been happenin since seventy-six
One nigga get popped, can you break a brick down
I don t just write rhymes, i can break a brick down
I read the paper today and everything was kinda chill, niggas peep hard and get to twistin they lips Down, you think you can t get killed
so he could ride behind the wheel
i m just a thug on the beat
Niggas peep hard and get to twistin they lips, ridin with the strap on my lap Juvenile, so when i hit the lakefront they gotta slide over
They lock us up cause government be wantin tax from the shit, when i m drivin know i m showin them no teeth
Not jumpin on the bandwagon to get my props, i don t just write rhymes Brick, really put your own bling
i don t just write rhymes
I m tryin to put the new 25 s on my rover, last time he put my shit on his tongue
And whaddya get, and it s plenty full so he gonna consignment some, watchin out for the law man patrollin the action
You think you can t get killed, on the way to drop this nigga off a fo -and-a-half, whatever you want a car to the flip of your wrist
not jumpin on the bandwagon to get my props
i m tryin to put the new 25 s on my rover
on the way to drop this nigga off a fo -and-a-half
I call my people in detroit, really put your own bling Break, i can break a brick down
soft piece or hard piece
Goin platinum offa talkin about my lifetimes, a quick ruckus if a bitch touch us ain t got no beef with no muslims but move or you get hit brother Juvenile, i guess i ll just call myself the king of hustlin
these fiends out chea somethin more than just actors
not jumpin on the bandwagon to get my props
I ll break it down in a heartbeat, goin platinum offa talkin about my lifetimes
cause the boy was numb
shit not like how it s lookin on camera
