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yung sh1n1gam1 b01 - street fite lyrics

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[intro: yung sh1n1gam1 b01]
yeah, yeah
alright, alright
street fight (street fight)
street fight (street fight)
calvin on the mic
hayko, yeah

[verse 1: yung sh1n1gam1 b01]
calvin on the mic
in the place to be
yeah, this sh+t alright
it’s my new ep​ ​​
sh1n1gam1 b01 mobbing in your mom’s house
reaper ikemen and walking disaster of a mouse, that’s right
me and hayko rollin’ in your hood
shooting cowards left and right
do you know what’s good?
f+ck your nerf guns, airsoft is my sh+t
and i shoot ’em everyday so that you know i’m legit
bling and so much swag, sh+t ain’t hardly fair
true rappers don’t wear rags, and dollar store is for squares
you want to stop and stare? you better be prepared
for calvin and the boy hayko to rip and tear, yeah
see us walking straight up to you
glock c+cked in this hand, yeah, you know you’re through
clowns get popped from the sniper sitting way up there
look over there, sh+t, sh+t we forgot to hire the sniper
f+ck, oh sh+t, and it doesn’t matter, welcome to our hood
little rat boy, sh1n1gami know what’s good
we sell drugs, just kidding, haha, this is an idol channel
yeah, we really cannot get calliope in trouble, that’ll be bad sh+t, mang, okay
[chorus: yung sh1n1gam1 b01]
it’s a street fight, it’s a street fight
knock your lights out, have a good night
it’s a street fight, it’s a street fight
knock your lights out, have a good night
it’s a street fight, it’s a street fight
knock your lights out, have a good night

[bridge: yung sh1n1gam1 b01 & hayko]
let’s give it up for the little rat boy
that’s right we got hayko, in the place to be
what up, what up, what up
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 2: hayko & yung sh1n1gam1 b01]
yo, my name hayko (hayko)
represent (represent)
when i pick up that mic, all h+ll is bent
making it rain dollars (cha+ching), go on a shopping spree (shopping spree)
no need to fret ’cause i live in your head rent free (that’s right)
pimp on the streets, you in my sheets, you know you winning in life (ohh)
you say you love me, get down on one knee, b+tch thinks i want a wife (oh my god)
sorry kid, it’s bros before hoes, you know the code
no i won’t stay the night ’cause f+ck the highroad (f+ck the highroad)
ladies ladies (ladies ladies ladies ladies), wait in line
i’ll get to you all in due time
mobbing with my boy calvin and his sick ep (my calvin, sick ep)
you others rappers fuming jealous as you hit repeat
(yeah, they wanna hit repeat, yeah they wanna hit repeat)
yo, yo, yo shut the f+ck up man, you literally ruined my flow
(what, yo, what the f+ck, man, hey, but i was tryna hype you and sh+t, i’m tryna hype you with this sh+t, man)
nah, man, i smell the f+cking disrespect on here
(yo, what the f+ck, what the f+ck, i’m just—)
you invite me to feature on your f+cking ep
and you can’t even mix me on beat
(i did, man)
i start offbeat, later, you call yourself a f+cking producer
(okay, alright, alright)
what a f+cking joke
(i don’t know you if you get this my f+cking sh+t
boy, this is my mixtape, man, this is my sh+t, you’re the guest
so focus up, boy)
okay, guest, alright, you f+cking hiding in your walls and ceiling?
i’d be embarrassed too if i were you, f+ck, man
(alright, you wanna fight outside the studio?)
oh? you wanna f+cking go, put up those hands, dawg
(start the f+cking video, start, yo cut that sh+t, cut that sh+t right now)
let’s f+cking go
(alright, come on, let’s go outside, you and me motherf+cker)
bro, i’ll f+cking splitter your ass
(alright, little rat boy, let’s see what you got
settle this the hard way
first you act like a homie
now you act like you don’t even know me)



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