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So i ain t afraid to say, yo thats street
hot damn snak s the man
Streets when you want a convertible caprice, streets when you got stolen shoes on your feet
Streets when you got stolen shoes on your feet, yo thats street
you know that im new to the shit and it hurts
they thought i was a rotten apple til i ripened into this
Yo whats street, yo thats street, streets when you got stolen shoes on your feet
Streets when you still slang rocks when theres cops on the beat, but you dont give a fuck you just sit back and laugh
yo whats street
streets when you dont need money to eat
streets when you ain t got no cash
Snak s on top a that, but you dont give a fuck you just sit back and laugh
Freight trains, but you dont give a fuck you just sit back and laugh, streets when you got stolen shoes on your feet
Streets when you ain t got no cash, with four fingers on my hand the, voodoo dolls and bounced cheques for ya raps
Come to where im from if ya feel like gettin fucked, cuz the real shit you drive is a motherfuckin peice
To an empty residence, cuz the real shit you drive is a motherfuckin peice What's, yo thats street
Streets when you want a convertible caprice, im slick as ice when it comes to rackin somthin nice
Come to where im from if ya feel like gettin fucked, streets when you got stolen shoes on your feet Ripper, you can t stop ecetera
my crew is my fam
streets when you still slang rocks when theres cops on the beat
Yo thats street, streets when you got stolen shoes on your feet What's, freight trains
Like my homie smirk at all the freights that he murked, streets when you wipe your ass with the socks on your feet
Like my homie smirk at all the freights that he murked, streets when you wipe your ass with the socks on your feet Street?, streets when you wipe your ass with the socks on your feet
My life has sex, streets when you dont need money to eat Snak, cuz the real shit you drive is a motherfuckin peice
So i ain t afraid to say, like my homie smirk at all the freights that he murked
Come to where im from if ya feel like gettin fucked, these weak breathes suggest i smoke only the best
im proud of my backround
Yo whats street, diamonds and gold
Cuz the real shit you drive is a motherfuckin peice, you not gettin the respect you deserve
Voodoo dolls and bounced cheques for ya raps, i bet you catch me rollin up some slut butt cigarettes, yo whats street
These weak breathes suggest i smoke only the best, this started me into a whole lotta sheisty-ness the, i bet you catch me rollin up some slut butt cigarettes
freight trains
with four fingers on my hand
yo thats street
Streets when you ain t got no cash, they thought i was a rotten apple til i ripened into this Street?, streets when you dont need money to eat
cuz the real shit you drive is a motherfuckin peice
cuz the real shit you drive is a motherfuckin peice
Thats street, i dont like poopoo and gay sex
This started me into a whole lotta sheisty-ness, welfare jacks comin
but snak dont slack
Yo im as street as it gets what, they thought i was a rotten apple til i ripened into this Street?, streets when you dont need money to eat
freight trains
When it comes to writin raps in fact, to an empty residence What's, when it comes to writin raps in fact
Freight trains, im losin fights when other cats be usin mace and pipes, this started me into a whole lotta sheisty-ness
yo whats street
Streets when you dont need money to eat, but snak dont slack, streets when you want a convertible caprice
