Street Nigga
Quelle: Spotify
[Intro:]
Ugh, street nigga man (steet nigga)
Street nigga man
You a street nigga bra
Street nigga man (steet nigga)
Hello
Street nigga
[Verse 1:]
All my life i’ve been thuging heavily influenced by niggas that ain't got ntn
And these hoes don’t want no squares
They want a nigga that’s husslin
Even though squares be having
Just as much paper than niggas husslin
But it’s me she loving cause i’m happenin now
And i’ll hella famous on my soil
You kind find me around my mama house with a bottle of cranroyal
With my car parked in the grass
Smokin a cross blunt lite it up on 3 ends and it burns down to one
Nigga rich everybody know my name
Yea i’m havin a little bit a change
Known for serving blow see more snow than the ex gangs
Train to go stress breathin like lil wayne
Keep my hammer in my fruit de loops or should i say hanes
[Chorus:]
I’m a street outta here street nigga
These hoes love me but i ain't a sweet nigga
I’m a street nigga neva been a weak nigga
Solid as they come i’m concrete nigga
I’m a street nigga i’m a street nigga
Bring it to ya front door when i beef with you
I’m a street nigga i’m a street nigga
If you ain't out here in these streets i can’t eat with ya
[Verse 2:]
When me and the dope game first walked down the aisle
One thing i learned to do keep aunt hill
Bert and my lawyer on speed dial
Some these police be trigga happy light you up like a lamp
Just like they did with dj henry and oscar grant
I fucks with elegant broads and i fucks with tramps
Video vixens and hood hoes from different camps
Went from seed to a weed plant to a elbow
Kid on my way back from the little stuff
They seeing hot issue, hypodermic needles between they throat
Functional couples keep a job and powder there nose
Serving chicken and turkey wings, quarters, halves and wholes
Plotting on jurors hanging out at the rap shows
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I’m tryna make more money on an accident than a lot of yall do on purpose
Your squad is a couple of clowns short of a circus
My squad we golden and polished just like a turkish robe
30 or 6 with collideascope vision precision no competition
Fuck with ogs and those youngsters that don’t listen
Position them keys and i’m droppin em intermission
Go any soil i want any hood don’t need permission
Street nigga not a rap nigga this is the soundtrack of my life
Hood figure not a bitch nigga a fixter roll the dice
Trunk full a kid niggas in my whip and harley bikes
Play a fixer for false and my folks will cut of ya lights
[Chorus]
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