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Young Scooter

Streets On Fire

 

Streets On Fire

(album: Jugg King - 2017)


Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
Paper chasing this money, I ain't gon' never retire

Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
Paper chasing this money, I ain't gon' never retire
Everybody snitching so them birds getting higher
The feds they know everything, the streets on fire

My brother caught a nine, could've got a fifty (free Blacka)
All this iced out Eliantte cost me five fifty
I took a nine and a split and charged him thirteen fifty
I sold a nigga ten bricks and count 'til five fifty
Future just went number one four times in a row
Jugghouse on a one way, I got four in a row
I sold more pounds than Boston George, motherfuck Diego
I just stuffed a thousand pounds in a Winnebago
Yeah the streets on fire
Call the fireman 'cause the streets on fire
Half you rappers prostitutes, real dick riders
Anybody searching for them falcons, I got 'em

Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
Paper chasing this money, I ain't gon' never retire
Everybody snitching so them birds getting higher
The feds they know everything, the streets on fire
Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
Paper chasing this money, I ain't gon' never retire
Everybody snitching so them birds getting higher
The feds they know everything, the streets on fire

The block hot, the feds hot, and the pot hot
Pull up in a hard top, pull off drop top
I'm a keep on making juggs 'til my heart stop
I'm a 80's baby, school of the hard knocks
I don't know how I survived these streets, dear lord I'm thankful
I'm off probation, they done took them shackles off my ankle
Stop that hating, I put a bag on you and let them paint you
These dope boy stories, I rap 'em, beat these pictures I be painting
Yeah the streets on fire
Call the fireman 'cause the streets on fire
Fifty bands a week, why would I fucking retire?
That's just off the gas, I got hard and powder

Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
Paper chasing this money, I ain't gon' never retire
Everybody snitching so them birds getting higher
The feds they know everything, the streets on fire
Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
Paper chasing this money, I ain't gon' never retire
Everybody snitching so them birds getting higher
The feds they know everything, the streets on fire

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