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izaiah combs - word on street lyrics

word on the street, ayy
word on the street n+ggas, ayy, ayy, ayy
word on the street n+ggas, can you feel me n+ggas, all these n+ggas playin’ with me n+ggas
ayy word on the street, you can’t see me, like john cena
see all these n+ggas playin’ with me i ain’t tryna meet you, all these n+ggas playin with me
this a hard download, it’s on mp3, all these n+ggas playin’ with me, you can’t see me
word on the street, i heard you a little n+gga
word on the street, you don’t f+ckin’ do your class work
all these n+ggas playin’ with me, do the math work

all these f+ckers playin’ with you, so you don’t play with me
i’m havin’ big bucks, ayy, nothin’ but 20s, 50s and 100s
n+ggas playin’ with me, i might steal your honey
i ain’t playin’ with you, ayy, you don’t play with me

if a n+gga get out of line, you know i gotta check him
all these n+ggas playin’ with mе, put on the wrist
n+gga, don’t you feel me, i say it with my chest
i’m not a lil’ b+tch, say it to your facе

word on the street, n+gga, ayy word on the street, n+gga
word on the street, n+gga, ayy word on the street, word on the street
my songs so hard, they got a download on mp3
n+gga, can you feel me, n+gga, all these diamonds on my neck feel like ice

can’t feel me, i ain’t ice spice
all these n+ggas playin’ with me, yeah, she nice
i like them nasty, gucci and classy
all these n+ggas playin’ with me, do the math work
all these n+ggas playin’ with me, i’m goin’ fast
and i’m livin’ the fast life, any n+gga playin’ with me
you can’t catch a hundred on my dash
n+ggas passin’ gas, don’t pass the gas

don’t go in, and you always skippin’ class
n+gga, you a lame+o, can’t feel me
all these n+ggas playin’ with me, word on the street
all these n+ggas playin’ with me, word on the street

all these n+ggas, lil’ b+tches, turnin’ up like timmy turner
all these n+ggas playin’ with me, know i had to burn them
all these n+ggas playin’ with me, like i’m lil’ bish
had to hit him and sh+t, count one, two, three

all the hoes gone for the week, can you feel me
me and missy gilliam, we rockin’ out on the beat
and i don’t f+ck with you, so you don’t f+ck with me
okay, ayy, word on the street, n+gga

word on the street, n+gga
word on the street, n+gga
ayy, word on the street

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