In Da Streets


(chorus) In the street about my business how I bea bea

If ya want some work from me you pay a fea fea
When i check my crack house im gonna ree-up ree-up
For you robbas in da hood i throw my heat up heat up
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They always be askin, what is crack cocain, crack cocain
Fries ya brain Crack cocain keep me pocket change when
I be on my slang Keep them thangs, single, solid or a brick
Up off da house Try to snatch my shit without payin im
Blowin off ya mouth that's da way it is up in tha dope game,
Have no respect Yo heads wit no brains in this thang, blow
Some big ass checks Drank to tha liquor store, that's where
We rollin ta get my 7-5 Damn, they close at 11 Yes im
Ballin doin 99 Work da whole week ta get dat cheese and
Get dat shit ta me Bet you feelin shitty, fall asleep on
Da side of da street Tell me how it feels, walkin round,
I know what's goin on Only thang you know is im the one
Supplyin all tha stones Keep my pockets swole and ill
Be ballin on yo fuckin slabs Think you droppin decisions
In my buisness, take yo bigga stab Yes, i roll wit
Dealers and these scrillas my priority Bitch, I roll wit
Killaz and these killaz have authority

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Well, I aint wastin mine Gotta get dem nickles and dimes all
Da time cause Benjamin Franklin da only motha fucka
On my mind Im ridin two door cutlass, twanky threes, grippin
Pine And I know tha junkies see me, colors changin all
Da time When ya spot me betta stop me cause i am
Not stayin long Tha pigs would love comin up on this
White boy ridin on all this fuckin chrome Got ya stones, bitch
Im gone Destination, where i stay Frasier boy up on da
Side and bitch we headed to da bay Whatcha talkin bout?
Whatcha askin bout? Whatcha need from me? Check it
Out, I serve some big bags, some crack and some
Ecstacy Anythang else I don't fuck wid it, or I just don't
Fuckin know where ta find it, where ta get it, and how far
Tha shit would flow there's smokas and sellas, these
Drugs be so plentiful, but junkies will do anythang
Fo they crack man, it's pitiful They lose they life, critical
They body shut down, physical But rock it up, you
Get yo grip and all that there is beautiful

(chorus)

It aint no use stoppin here, I could keep boomin slangin
This dope Or I could, take a chance on da track, flippin
This bird to a gross But see, it's just my luck folks will
Problly kick in my do So I gotta keep lookin ova my
Shoulder watchin out for dem hos And I gotta go
Find another location, puff it up waitin on temptation
There's so many faces and customers in this
Occupation I have got no patience and people wanna
Fuck wit my time that's why you be comin up short
Purchasin nickles and dimes I'm even with mine
You get it how I get it and that's all da time I never
Decline, yo money unless you smell outta line And
Im feelin fine They'll find you all tied up in some twine
My money's important A little more important than
How bright I shine don't play wit that 9, you pull it,
Use it, abuse it wit mind it's eager ta blind and
Copyright yo mouth wit yo mind Im puttin it out and
Given it to you just how i get it This evil is wit it, with
No discussion This how i spit it

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