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Streetz Talkin Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Damn, Guala, you mixed the hell out of this
Uhh, uhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh
Streets talkin', I don't really care to listen, but I hear them often,
Try to keep them out my business on my pivot, shorty
Who are you for me to trust? No tellin' who can cross me
Me and this chopper on my lap, I'm a one-man army
It's do or die at any time, so I'm movin' cautious
Got niggas stuck off in the field, the police tryin' block us
I pray that karma isn't real if so, I got my comin
A marathonin', it ain't a sprint, so I'm never runnin
On my shit, that's every time, gotta keep it 100
Gotta keep your profile clean when you out road runnin
Every move gon' leave a trail, you gotta throw em' off
Like a man givin' directions, get my point across
In too deep inside this shit, can't take no chance of fallin
I had dreams about this shit, sometimes nightmares will follow
I woke up laughin' at my pain, I ain't afraid of sorrow
If it's a opp that I want dead, then he won't see tomorrow
Snatch a nigga out the car, this shit like Grand Theft Auto
Your best bet is never pop out if you know what I know
Creepy shooters on the rise, duck when you see that Tahoe
All you see is flashin' lights, come from that semi-auto
Streets talkin
I don't really care to listen, but I hear em' often
Try to keep em' out my business on my pivot shorty
Who are you for me to trust, no tellin' who can cross me
Me and this chopper on my lap, I'm a one man army
It's do or die at any time, so I'm uber cautious
Got niggas stuck off in the field, the police try and block us
I pray that karma isn't real if so, I got my comin
A marathonin', it ain't a sprint, so I'm never runnin
Streets callin,
I don't pick up shit wicked, all I know is handle business
And go get it, so I did it, then whatever that come with it
I'm a man, I go deal with it by myself
Don't need no hand, but you know gang won't leave me slippin
I'm a phantom in the kitchen, you won't see me when I'm whippin
That bitch call me all the time, I let it ring
I can't marry, that shit scary, just like monsters
But who's scarier than my clique, I don't know
If you see em', point em' out, then we go get em
Body overboard, the only way you find em' if you fishin
I got knowledge, but it ain't shit to go stupid with a stick in hand
Funny how a little bitty bullet trip the biggest man
The switch different, when I shoot it sound like a mini fan
This gun not a game, boy, even though this shit advanced
Hit you, the kids in the minivan
I said, this gun not a game, boy, even though this shit advanced
Hit you, the kids in the minivan
Damn, streets talkin
I don't really care to listen, but I hear em' often
Try to keep em' out my business on my pivots, shorty
Who are you for me to trust, no tellin' who can cross me
Me and this chopper on my lap, I'm a one-man army
It's do or die at any time, so I'm movin' cautious
Got niggas stuck off in the field, the police tryin' block us
I pray that karma, isn't real, if so, I got my comin
A marathon, it ain't a sprint, so I'm never runnin