In The Streets lyrics
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Artist: Lil' Wyte Album: Doubt Me Now
Lyrics
In the streets lyrics
Get up (repeated)
In the street im bout my buisness how I be a be a If u want some work from me u pay a fee a fee a When I check my crackhouse im gonna reup reup For u robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
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They always be askin what is crack cocaine Crack cocaine frys ur brain Crack cocaine keep me pocket change when I be on my slang Keep them thangs single solid or a brick up off the house Try to snatch my shit with out payin im blowin off ya mouth Thas the way it is in up in the dope game have no respect Dope heads wit no brains and no thangs blow some big ass checks Straight to the liquor store thats were we rolln get my 75 Dam they close at 11 yes im ballin doin 99 Worked the whole week to get that cheese n give that shit to me Bet u feelin shitty fallin sleep on the side of the street Tell me how it feels walkin round not knowin whats goin on Only thing u no is im the one supplyin all the stones Keep my pockets swolle and I be ballin on the fuckin slab Think u droppin sissions in my buisness take yo biggest stab Yes I roll wit dealers and my scrill is my priority Bitch I roll wit killas and these killas have authority
In the street im bout my buisness how I be a be a If u want some work from me u pay a fee a fee a When I check my crackhouse im gonna reup reup For u robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
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Well I aint waistin mine , gotta get them nickels and dimes all the time Cuz benjamin franklin the only mother fucker on my mind Im ridin 2-door cutless twenty threes grippin pine And I know the junkies see me colors changin all the time When u spot me better stop me cuz I am not slayin long The pigs would love comin up on this white boy ridin on all this fuckin chrome Got yo stones bitch im gone destination where I stay Fraiser boy up on the side and bitch were headn to the bay What u talkin bout, what u askin bout , what u need from me Check it I serve some big bags, some crack, and some xtc And anything else I dont fuck wit it, or I jus dont fuckin no Were to find it where to get it and how far the shit will flow These smokas and sellas these drugs be so plentyfull But junkies will do anything for that crack mane and its pitiful They loose there life critical and there bodies shut down physical But rock it up u get yo grip and all that there is beautiful
In the street im bout my buisness how I be a be a If u want some work from me u pay a fee a fee a When I check my crackhouse im gonna reup reup For u robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
X2
It aint no use stoppin here I could keep boomin slangin dis dope Or I could take a chance on a track flippin this bird to a gross But see its jus my luck popes will prolly kick in my door So I gotta keep lookin over my shoulder watchin out for them hoes And I gotta go find another location plus another waitin on temptation There so many faces and customers in this occupatin And I have got no patience And people wanna fuck wit my time, thats why u be comin up short purchasin Nickles and dimes, im even wit mine, u get it how I get it and thats all the time I never decline ur money unless u smell outta line And im feelin fine , theyll find u all tied up in some twine My moneys importent a lil more then important then how bright I shine Dont play wit that 9, u pull it use it abuse it with mine Its eager to blind, then copyrite yo mouth with yo mind Im puttin it out and givin it to ya jus how I get it This evil is wit it wit no discussin this is how I spit it
In the street im bout my buisness how I be a be a If u want some work from me u pay a fee a fee a When I check my crackhouse im gonna reup reup For u robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up
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[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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