lady - in da streets lyrics
ok, we’re gonna get this sh-t off like this
cl-ss’s in session, so are you industry b-tches?
you b-tches ain’t f-ckin’ up the game?
i’mma teach y’all b-tches a coupla things
see i ain’t no industry b-tch, i’m a “in the streets” b-tch
let’s go
industry b-tches, better yet i’mma call you rap hoes
first you was rapping by pistol, then you started writing jokes
now did i st-st-stutter, i ain’t gonna sugarcoat nothing
i ain’t gonna tell you no lies, so in my rappin’ you’re trusting
you try to break it till you make it, but see that don’t work out here
i’m on a treadmill, doing push ups, i’m putting in workout hill
now you can act for a while, guess this time for you to stop
and if you don’t, then later we’ll be taking over your job
see why you comin’ in here playin’, i came here to start a fight
i’mma get all that i can, i’m here to milk this b-tch dry
i’mma make you b-tches retire, and i’m taking over your mic
you no longer a rapper, better go start do a new life
i’m the boss of you b-tches, so i just call you my wife
i could show you how to get it, but you b-tches do try
you’re riding in the soul lane, and so i’m p-ssing right by ya
plus i’m burping you hoes, so i’m a rippage supplier
you b-tches gonna have to stop, you gonna have to stop your sh-t
you’re turning the game into a f-cking circus
i mean what part of the game is this?
you know what, i don’t even wanna f-ck with you hoes
don’t you bring your -ss around me
f-ck you industry b-tches, i wanna f-ck with “in the streets” b-tches
you b-tches don’t stand still, but i’m running track
every time i spit, you can feel the realness up on the track
now is you hearing this, i’mma teach you b-tches something
you still some rookies, i’mma have to give you a potty train
we don’t pretend to be real, that sh-t don’t fly with me
just coz you topping charts, that better, sh-t don’t fly with me
i ain’t the head b-tch, i am the only b-tch in charge
drummin’ with that fakeness, you’re whole career get sabotaged
i’mma turn the mic up a little, make sure you’re hearing me
you’ll never see a ?(true real busy writer), industry
now a word to you rappers, why don’t you shed up and wrap?
stop tryin’ to act like you real, don’t even let come out your trap
now i’mma take a lil’ time, to shout out all you fake b-tches
i’m giving heavy doses of this “real b-tch” sh-t
see how you got the lil’ b-lls, and you try to change, b-tch
you can bet your rent money, lady still the same b-tch
you know what, one thing about it
you can’t call ’em the real b-tch, but i’m tryin’ to tame you fake -ss b-tches
i’m tryin’ to teach you something
and you already know, this coming from a real b-tch doing real sh-t
and i’m a “in the streets” b-tch, f-ck the industry b-tch
never been a industry b-tch, i’m too stuck-up in these streets
you’re mind say you real, but the hood say you industry
we say you fake, we say you faux, we say you full of sh-t
and you’s a fake b-tch, if you ain’t feeling this
see you started out real nice, then you start spittin’ that cr-p
how you gonna let these people tell you how to write your own rap?
they may say “i’m too authentic”, don’t let this really skid in
you better open up the door before i kick that b-tch in
you gotta grind like you rhyme, if you ever wanna shine
you rappin’ for the industry, why can’t you speak your own mind
that sh-t ain’t real, and i don’t know what the f-ck you been told
you seeling your soul, sh-t, i hope you see some platinum and gold
said i was coming before, and now i’mma stop this way
i see you b-tches at the table, when i’m taking your place
go to my hood, they’ll tell ya that it’s so real what i spit
won’t treat you like a rapper, treat you like a industry b-tch
now before we go any farther, i want you to hit repeat
coz you couldn’t have possibly gotten this sh-t in 4 minutes
and i want you to remember one thing, if you don’t remember nothing else
i want you to remember, that lady is a, i’m a “in the streets” b-tch
and i’m always sayin’ “f-ck the industry b-tch”
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