Street Punks

(album: Summertime 06 - 2015)

I ain't worried about the police
I ain't worried about these little niggas talking about they hold heat
I ain't stressing going broke
I don't never leave them residences alone, keep it on me
I'm the nigga that you quote
I'm the only conversation if you speaking up on Long Beach
Get to acting like you know
Don't be acting like you bold, get it cracking at a show
Heard the FEDs taking pictures, let a motherfucker pose
Tryna be the only Cripping nigga sitting in the Vogue
Better put me on the cover, undercovers at my home
Tryna catch a nigga slipping, but I'm sticking to the flow
Heard these niggas flipping coke, why the fuck these niggas broke?
If there's shooters in the squad, what's the bodyguard for?
You ain't calling me collect and I ain't picking up the phone
Got some homies from the set who ain't never coming home
You wouldn't know about it

[Hook:]
You a street punk
You a muthafucking street punk
No one know about you
You a street punk
You a muthafucking street punk
This'll blow up at you
Where the cash at, where the cash at?
Where ya pass at, where ya stash at?
Bend my last rack doing head at
Why? Cause you a muthafucking street punk!

I don't know if ya heard of me
But you heard them shots on the block, it's a murder scene
Go on call the cops, open heart, during surgery
Now his breathing stopped, stupid niggas should of knew we tripping
Now we in the box, Winchester's
Hundred in the box, Smith Wesson
Stuff it to the top and we coming to your spot
Knocking on the door, asking where he at
Playing games then we kick it down, everybody flat
On the ground, kids get kidnapped, go and ask 'bout it
Well you know how we rock it, nigga, you know who we wacking now
You ain't never caught a body, know it cause you talking 'bout it
Catch me off [?] outta
You a motherfucking street punk

[Hook:]
You a street punk
You a muthafucking street punk
No one know about you
You a street punk
You a muthafucking street punk
This'll blow up at you
Where the cash at, where the cash at?
Where ya pass at, where ya stash at?
Bend my last rack doing head at
Why? Cause you a muthafucking street punk!