Текст, перевод и аккорды “Street Nigguz”
- Chorus(x2): [all] street niggaz [sticky fingaz] gettin high all the time [all] street niggaz [sticky fingaz] fuck beef and draw the nine [all] street niggaz [sticky fingaz] always yellin fuck the cops [all] street niggaz [sticky fingaz] we the niggaz that call the shots [x-1] Street niggaz love to flip, puttin slugs in clips While in out with bloods and crips, on some shit Leavin you ripped is totally sick I sue pricks on mysterious trips, makin serious chips You on a curious a trip way out of your whack Blow you out of your back, the game of crack, how bout that? Holdin my aim, with ways to wreck Never know what to expect Respect a hole in you chest My mind is set, its time for death, rewind your steps The way that Im doin you is everyday screwin you Off the top Make money off of rocks On and off the block, bouncin off on cops Whose the next street star? kid, you love to be next But its x-1, kid, in the ? lux relex? Wit a ghetto type style Heat for beef that we can settle right now Street niggaz Chorus(x2) [fredro starr] Street niggaz spend they lasts on weed Smoke to the ropes Dead broke, some flip coke, sell soap Bust four guns, off the roof, trick Overproof, roll dice, stick niggaz for ice, up all night Everyday niggaz gambalin, pumpin drugs, scrambalin My nigga got shot, that same spot you standin in Bitch nigga hate, rich nigga sniff for eight, suffocate Jail nigga liftin weights, fuck the jake We brake laws, snuffin motherfuckas, breakin drawers Robbin liquor stores ? rubbin? ghetto niggaz dirty drawers Never hesitate to bass, kick your fuckin ass Fuck work, nigga take cash Wit the quick ? ? ? Open cases, wit razors They open faces Paid niggaz got guns wit lasers, sky pagers Chrome rims and loud systems So what the light? you make the white People listen you five days out the prison We... Chorus(x2) [sonsee] Street niggaz have your shit pushed back, plush act Bust jacks out the windowplex, and lust that We back, we at the place, contact react Call back, be on the concrete flat, we stomp cats For violation of ? ? ? , whichever come first Love for money could hurt, its a thirst, we splurge In suburbans, to niggaz deep, want pissy early Swervin, packin big power, maxin six hours Up in the expo, ? e bowel? For beef, the heat, the vowel Caught up in them street showers Buckun the same clips, fuckin the same chicks The game sticks, so remain slick or get slain quick Street niggaz regulatin Doe and hoes and north states, and flip whips High speed car chases The inner belly beast dwellin Born and raised, extortin for days Leavin motherfuckers more than grazed Chorus(x2) [sticky fingaz] Im a street nigga Fuck wit me, ya shot in the brains They call me sticky fingaz, how you think I got my name? This is not a game, kid I know my math I walk around wit my pants hangin off my ass I dont give a fuck! The nigga heres to rugged I pull out my dick and take a piss in public Smokin weed, drinkin brew, thats all I do Fuck bitches, get money, was all I knew Police in the rearview, always runnin my plates I kept one poker face and a gun in my waist Off safety, cock, wit one in the head You first nigga frontin gettin dropped wit one in the head I got no respect for life My moms on drugs You scared to look me in the eyes, I roll wit nothin but thugs Im so trife Hope I can live another night And I fear no man, I swear on my mothers life cuz Im a... [all] street nigga Chorus (without first all sentence) [all]street niggaz (faded)
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