Streetz Of Rage Lyrics

Choppa got a street of rage, still thinkin' God that I beat that case

I still got them guns in the trunk, thinkin' God that I got some luck

My drugs, got the streets on rage, still thinkin' God that I beat that case

I still walk around with a pump, Mask Gang, I leave a nigga slumped

I get high then a little bit, then I drink more than a little bit

That rage, Streets of rage

I spend high then I spend more, shoot it, what you think this clip for

That rage, Streets of rage

Walkin' in the crib, smilin' like another chick, like, say no smokin', I shoot another clip

Fuck designer belt, what you got under it? Roll with the choppa, gunrunnin' shit

Rap sheet long fuck around, turn the page. Nigga is a worker, like who run the cage

Shootin' at the boss like I'm underpaid, bull out the pen, I come with the rage

Take a chance, ask, reload, meanin' I roll dice like CeeLo

Aim, shoot, no remote, take a step back like demote

Tell that bitch she ain't got to creep, nah. I save a clip, a nigga so cheap

All my niggas go hard with the heat, all my niggas go hard on the, yeah

Choppa got a street of rage, still thinkin' God that I beat that case

I still got them guns in the trunk, thinkin' God that I got some luck

My drugs, got the streets on rage, still thinkin' God that I beat that case

I still walk around with a pump, Mask Gang, I leave a nigga slumped

I get high then a little bit, then I drink more than a little bit

That rage, Streets of rage

I spend high then I spend more, shoot it, what you think this clip for

That rage, Streets of rage

Choppa got the Tourettes , the shit steady yellin', toys in the trunk shit steady sellin

Black man fetish, I just want the melon whip it real good, salt and pepper, couldn't sell it

Streets in the raw, kickin' in doors, Ike and Tina Turner, what its hitting' for

Stay in your place, you a little boy, killer of the sea, I'm just tryna break Jaws

I'm like Nick from Drumline, and I keep a Cannon when it's crunch time

I'm the bully on the lunch line , if I want it then the shit's mine

I got no more time to waste, y'all niggas got time to hate

Just give me what I want, little bitch, I got no more time to date

Choppa got the streets in rage, really thinkin' God that I beat that case

Really thinkin' God that I missed that sale, when I fuckin' die send me straight to hell

Send me straight to hell, send me straight to hell

Choppa got the streets in rage