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How The Street Go

 

How The Street Go

(álbum: Curb Music - 2018)


Look, understand, understand, y'all niggas need to hear this shit
Yeah I hear a lot of talk in your raps, but, I don't really feel this shit
RIP my nigga [?], tried to rob him a nigga
They ain't let him get far tho, damn they popped my nigga
How the street go is crazy, 'round here it's like Pakistan
Boy I went to go fight me a nigga but I left up in the ambulance
Thought my family go and beat some, damn near I had lost my life
I'd do shit shit again nigga, go 'head and take this second strike
You ain't never had to take shit, you ain't never woke up out your dream
Yeah, you was eating up a steak dish, reality you ain't ate shit
Now you dreaming 'bout money, but realize you sitting in the bed
So you ain't finna get nothing, unless you get up off your ass
Now you got off off your ass, now you really want some cash
Go sack you a lil weed up, go and put it in a bag
Gotta go and stay consistent though, keep your mind on the dollar
Don't worry 'bout a loss 'cause being a boss, boy it come with problem
What you know 'bout the stick, better find out boy
Round here you end up in a ditch, better have some quick
If you see a nigga staring at ya, better let a nigga know
Let him know you ain't a ho, better stand ten toe
Yeah, I'm just letting y'all know boy, I ain't going for none of that, yeah
'Round here it's all respect, 'round here it's all for check
And we ain't even really gonna listen to y'all, you ain't really 'bout that
Boy I'm just tryna keep it real, I'm just tryna keep it one hunna'
A lot of niggas talk money, but they don't really know nothing
Look, how many twenties that come in a thou'? boy ya need to know that now
'Cause if I give ya ass forty, and ya really break it down
I'm the one that got over, boy somebody should've told you
Now ya calling my phone like "ay bruh," I'ma act like I don't know you

These niggas flawed
I can't fuck with you, you're not my dawg
These niggas flawed
I can't fuck with you, you're not my dawg
I'm only here for my day one
Stack it, rack it, put it up
Make sure you double nigga
I'm only here for my day one
Stack it, rack it, put it up
Make sure you double nigga
I'm only here for my day one

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