Streets On Notice ft. Pyrex CCG Lyrics

The streets on notice

Homie done lost his brother

No living life he just coping

Hit me like drop the tape

I need something

To keep me focused

Hopped up right out his feelings

He living life no emotion

Grinding 24/7

I might take it too far

With you niggas

Up in that water

We shark to fishes

Regardless we don't want

No parts of you niggas

Pull up we parking them niggas

I'm flexing like Caesar

Cuz bitch we got

All these gorillas

Boy you don't argue with killers

We running it up

While you stay tryna

Party with niggas

Boy we been standing on business

Even if that mean we standing

On top of you niggas

Yea, I got the shovel

I'm digging they grave

Keep me clip

Heard em talking that shit

They ain't put it on wax

So I know that they sane

Niggas is rapping

But we pulling up

Wrist on Frieza

What is saiyan

Exterminator on speed dial

Homie one call and they coming

Through spraying

Aye I ain't showing no love

It's hoe in they blood

They hate just because

They be throwing them subs

Then ask for a plug

It must be the drugs

I let god be the judge

They be talking too tough

I do not give a fuck

Call your homeboy

Or whatever lil pussy

Was hyping you up

We on your head like a coofy

Dog on top of your crib

Like he snoopy

I say homie salute me

Or shoot me

With the gang

We don't rock with you goofies

Down bad but my nigga

I'm Gucci team strong

And I'm steady recruiting

On da nation get prepared

For the movement nigga

The streets on notice

Homie done lost his brother

No living life he just coping

Hit me like drop the tape

I need something

To keep me focused

Hopped up right out his feelings

He living life no emotion

Grinding 24/7

You tryna shop then we open

Lappin all of these rappers

You outta breath and we coasting

Been the voice of the city

These niggas cap

And we know it

Hustle from state to state

We gon get a bag like he touring

Money stay coming in

We gon make it back

If we blow it

Face of the city

Pack touched

It's LA inthe city

You play in the city

They make you a pack

You a lil 8th in city

Pull up rafe in the city

They talking down

Them niggas stay in the city

I'm away from the city

but I'll make a call

And get you some ye in the city

Rex and Mac

That's a tech and Mac

For you send a shot

Better check the strap

Unorthodox how I kick it to em

I feel like eddy

In a tekken match

Take his head

Leave his neck attached

Hit his back leave his chest in lap

Salute the real

No respect for cap

If from the kitchen

I perfected that

I'm on that time

He pull up with the cutter

Out of my mind

I just lost my lost brother

I get to sparking that bitch

Like I'm bubba

I'm pulling up with the pump

With the rubber

Talking the best

Why they mentioning others

Internet niggas

They mention and subbin

Two of best we a

Different discussion

I'm on they head

I'm just like a concussion

The streets on notice

Homie done lost his brother

No living life he just coping

Hit me like drop the tape

I need something

To keep me focused

Hopped up right out his feelings

He living life no emotion

Grinding 24/7

You tryna shop then we open

Lappin all of these rappers

You outta breath and we coasting

Been the voice of the city

These niggas cap

And we know it

Hustle from state to state

We gon get a bag like he touring

Money stay coming in

We gon make it back

If we blow it