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SOB x RBE

Leave The Streets Alone

 

Leave The Streets Alone

(album: GANGIN II - 2018)


RBE X SOB that's the gang bitch

[Slimmy B:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Niggas speaking on the gang that ain't nothing new
Young rich nigga all these bands I be running through
Lil' baby tell me slide you know I'm coming through
But if I pull up on a bitch gang coming too
Niggas saying they gon' rob me guess these niggas crazy
I don't really want the bitch if she ain't tryna pay me
All these hoes want the cuffs but I'm not saving
Blow a bag on my bitch 'cause that's lil' baby

[Yhung T.O.:]
When I pull up on lil' baby she feel good inside
Said she love the way I stack the way I multiply
Might just hit a nigga block and bitch just open fire
Couldn't pull out, I was stroking shit was over for me
She put my name on it so she know it's mine
I got cheated on before that made me cold inside
Damn why yo' pocket look so big? Bet you it's a loaf inside
T.O. when you gon' leave the streets? I just won't decide

And I'm stuck up in the field so I tote a 9
And I'm always in the field, I don't go inside
I ain't that bold, to yo' face I never told a lie
And she always think she right I guess she know a lot
If you can't match more than a zip then I ain't rolling with' you
If you can't tie me in the whip then I can't go and get you
You bitch be cheating with' my nigga, you ain't know that did you?
Nigga leave these streets alone, you don't got it in you
You be scared to pull the trigger why you tote that pistol?
You got something you gotta say, then why you hold that in you?
Nigga, speak yo' mind or something
Always telling me 'bout that bitch like she mine or something
Why you cuffing on that bitch like she fine or somethin'?
If it ain't cream while you hit then you dry fucking
Why I work so damn hard? 'Cause my time coming
If you ain't doing shit with' yo' life then go find something

When I pull up on lil' baby she feel good inside
Said she love the way I stack the way I multiply
Might just hit a nigga block and bitch just open fire
Couldn't pull out, I was stroking shit was over for me
She put my name on it so she know it's mine
I got cheated on before that made me cold inside
Damn why yo' pocket look so big? Bet you it's a loaf inside
T.O. when you gon' leave the streets? I just won't decide

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