NIGGAS & BITCHES
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Yeah The thing about this street shit, uh It left me empty Uh, the streets don't got boys, it just got niggas and bitches The streets ain't got no muhfuckin' toys, this shit just got blickies and switches The streets don't got no boys It just got niggas who keep that shit quiet and bitches who making that noise And ain't shit to play with niggas gone spray shit You cannot dodge em' this not the Matrix Don't tuck your chin you gone get a face lift, nigga this shit not a toy In the field playing Search and Destroy Uh, niggas and bitches Niggas that put they own niggas in ditches And bitches it was your boy when they was describing the witness Uh, ma I don't wanna die in the trenches Pole glow in the dark, get low in the park then we gone get high on the benches Thinking bout close friends I lost One got his shit opened up like a sauce, one got worked tryna turn to a boss One got murked, now bro picture all on a shirt, I'm hurt One got dissolved cause he took the feminine route put his signature right by the cross And I couldn't believe what I saw, I couldn't believe what I saw Fore I hopped off the porch I was innocent, got a torch I don't be with civilians Now I'm shifting my course to them millions, I gotta hold that door open like gentlemen Way before I caught a penalty, I used to live right by Pennington And now I'm just sitting in the penitentiary get bored ima pick up the pen again I missed a plate, I'm late I'm late, gotta take that on the chin again Spin with the 8, you straight? I'm straight but cuddy we gotta go bend again Aye, aye, but cuddy we gotta go bend again When I come around, you gotta pretend again, you gotta act like my friend again You niggas so fake, be lying all in my face Said you love me but you couldn't swallow your pride, I think we just got different taste On the chase to the pape, you made it a race and now in between us it's space Feel it all in your heart, you hitting the brakes, you couldn't keep up with my pace You niggas tryna copy and paste me, but ya shit blurry this in HD I ain't worried bout my safety, it's off safety this a XD Out late night getting XP, f*ck the game up, break the next P Get the next check for the next re, this lil bitch tryna hex me with the sex She don't ever wanna be my ex, she don't wanna ever give me stress But this street shit left me empty, I don't think it's nothing else left Uh, the streets don't got boys, it just got niggas and bitches The streets ain't got no muhfuckin' toys, this shit just got blickies and switches The streets don't got no boys, it just got niggas who keep that shit quiet and bitches who Making that noise And ain't shit to play with niggas gone spray shit, you cannot dodge em' this not the Matrix Don't tuck your chin you gone get a face lift, nigga this shit not a toy In the field playing Search and Destroy Uh, niggas and bitches Niggas that put they own niggas in ditches, and bitches it was your boy when they was Describing the witness
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