fredo santana - street niggas lyrics
[intro]
street n-gga
h-ll yeah i’m a street n-gga
street n-gga
[hook: ballout / fredo santana]
street n-gga
we some muhf-ckin’ street n-ggas
street n-gga
we some muhf-ckin’ street n-ggas
street n-gga catch me in the street n-gga
stay wit’ it, you know i got my heat n-gga
street n-gga
we some muhf-ckin’ street n-ggas
street n-gga
out here in the streets n-gga
street n-gga
sellin every brick for cheap n-gga
h-ll yeah we in the muhf-ckin’ street n-ggas
[verse 1: fredo santana]
real street n-gga
nothing more and nothing less
if i go broke i’m robbing everybody else
f-ck a b-tch and hit the door
a hundred dollars on his head
them k!llers comin’ right at you
so please don’t get left
.30s wit’ beams on em
man please watch your step
only want the top baby girl, i don’t want no s-x
only aim for tops, so f-ck n-gga f-ck yo vest
only hang wit’ 300, so f-ck n-gga f-ck yo set
and i only carry choppas, no hand guns so don’t get wet
and we don’t go by rules, you can call us young diplomats
and i been sellin’ crack ever since i use to flip on mats
lookin out for cops, in the gr-ss i use to stash my packs
[hook]
[verse 2: ballout]
out here sellin’ every brick for cheap n-gga
what you want we in the muhf-ckin’ streets n-gga
whippin’ up pies, i don’t f-ck with weed n-gga
in the hood i’m the f-ckin’ trick or treat n-gga
all the junkies in the hood f-ck with me n-gga
they even f-ckin’ wash my car for free n-gga
sometimes i give bags out for the free n-gga
only if you only work with me n-gga
i’m a boss n-gga, i don’t f-ck with cheap n-ggas
in the kitchen cookin’ chickens smokin’ keisha
or in traffic in that f-ckin’ beamer
‘member when we used to f-ckin steal steamers
[hook]
[verse 3: gino]
street n-gga everyday in the streets n-gga
free work so we let it go for cheap n-gga
never played the crib always in the streets n-gga
got bags off and under my eyes no sleep n-gga
plug got it but he only trustin’ me n-gga
left my yams at folks crib its just some weed n-gga
whole life changed when i started using dishes
whole life changed my uncle taught me how to whip it
but you gotta do it right its all in the mixing
most my nights i spent up posted in the kitchen
but you gotta do it right its all in the mixing
most my nights i spent up water whippin’
[hook]
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