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bla5er & blo5k lil a – voicebox of the streets lyrics

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i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

you crazy man n-ggas ain’t one hundred, more like fifty

i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

d-mn shawty died and said his partner had something to do with that sh-t, that’s crazy

i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

all money ain’t good money i’m straight on them n-ggas over there

i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

b-tch yo n-gga ain’t been locked up thirty days you already got a new n-gga

sh-t crazy how they did greg

its crazy how they k!lled fresh, no cap

everybody wanna be slime until sh-t pop up dead

they gave my nephew a dime he took that sh-t to the head

third eye gotta stay open same time you looking ahead

these n-ggas get popped turn fed

i do it for the n-ggas thats dead

i was just a young git in my tims

i’m having that dope for the stem

i just got off the phone with shot, he like keep going in, no cap

we the real gang not them

ain’t sh-t changed about him

i’m still on the block f-ck a deal

i don’t them pints if they ain’t sealed

trap bags in i ain’t running out of them

blo5k yea better know i’m shooting bout them

boomerang better know they shooing about him

i do it for the real ones and n-ggas like nip

i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

you crazy man n-ggas ain’t one hundred, more like fifty

i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

d-mn shawty died and said his partner had something to do with that sh-t, that’s crazy

i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

all money ain’t good money i’m straight on them n-ggas over there

i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

b-tch yo n-gga ain’t been locked up thirty days you already got a new n-gga

here i stand

a man with a plan

pushing that tan

i got some real ones in the can

they need supplies on demand

they in rotation like ceiling fans

hand in hand with the gram

they feed my dogs hot and fentanyl

i’m double cup sipping wop

i pour a four ima pop

then on thirty my heart

a whole lot on my mental yea

life unfair

played the cards i was dealt

few words for my opps

go for it better not

streets shiesty take ya life

i’m a zoe can’t lie

heads up against our lives

my trigger finger working fine

knee deep out the mud

just me and my guys

when pressure applied

you running out of time

i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

you crazy man n-ggas ain’t one hundred, more like fifty

i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

d-mn shawty died and said his partner had something to do with that sh-t, that’s crazy

i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

all money ain’t good money i’m straight on them n-ggas over there

i ain’t no preacher i’m the voice box of the streets

b-tch yo n-gga ain’t been locked up thirty days you already got a new n-gga