Street Politics
Huncho Brikks
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Scrape the dope out Ship it out Break the scale Motherfuck it niggas know that I ain't playing But I ain't never seen the work He ain't never seen the work That's one thing that we understand All eyes on me when I'm rolling But I ain't pac Pocket watching aim it at your nose Well f*ck you you want beef F*ck you on front street F*ck you you oughta know you got to float go Straight up out the trenches I'm turnt up Still hanging with them boys That shoot the shit Don't get it fucked up I ain't lying Hanging wit them boys throwing gang signs Gang ties Make his whip go poof On that crunch time Buss it just to hear the beat Smoke em till he only feet Roll em till he obsolete Then work em like a athlete Crackers tryna capture me Cause Huncho Brikks masterpiece How I get so mean by any means Let me tell you I was 5 I buss my head on the bed post now I can't sleep Money fein If you f*ck wit me my Partner red beam Diamonds rings All the finer things in my day dreams Fumbling is a no go for this fucking king Scrape the dope out Ship it out Break the scale Motherfuck it niggas know that I ain't playing But I ain't never seen the work He ain't never seen the work That's one thing that we understand All eyes on me when I'm rolling But I ain't pac Pocket watching aim it at your nose Well f*ck you you want beef F*ck you on front street F*ck you you oughta know you got to float go Head on the swivel I'm looking out Caught up with them boys playing police get to booking out Take em out we don't give a f*ck what he talking bout I heard is beef so we flipping burgers at your mama house Down for all my woes all my soldiers all my niggas eat Died for 3 years now I'm standing back up on my feet Shit been going on bad luck I need a clover leaf Angles watching over me but demons trying to take control of me Motherfucking red light caught him right at the stop sign Five percent the tint in his whip we let shots fly say goodbye Heart cold for my dead homies that ain't coming home Kiyounnie gone Derrick gone I wonder how much I got long Scrape the dope out Ship it out Break the scale Motherfuck it niggas know that I ain't playing But I ain't never seen the work He ain't never seen the work That's one thing that we understand All eyes on me when I'm rolling But I ain't pac Pocket watching aim it at your nose Well f*ck you you want beef F*ck you on front street F*ck you you oughta know you got to float go
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