Stuck In The Streets
Hit-Boy, SOB X RBE
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Hit-Boy Bitch, I been that nigga, ask that bitch what When you down on your ass, who gon' pick you up? It only take one call for me to get you touched Brodie bro gon' slide with shotty pump, that's that Ricky run Goin' through some shit, hard not to think about Glock my necessity, bitch, I can't leave without If you my nigga, be my nigga, ain't no keepin' count Pop a Perc before I f*ck her, watch me beat it down I'm just gon' put it in her gut, you gon' eat her out Put that pressure on a nigga, what you be about? Yeah, you be rappin' 'bout that block, but you don't be around Pop up to a sucka's show, that won't be announced, bitch And I'ma catch a body 'fore I catch a feelin' Once I peep your true colors, shit was extra different Heard the feds got a case, they're tryna hit us with it But I'ma catch a flight 'fore I get caught up in it I was posted on that block, just a young nigga 223's, I bring them chops, we don't go ones, nigga Parked up in their business, tryna catch a nigga slippin' But them niggas don't come out, it's like we funkin' with our bitches When you stuck up in them streets, it ain't no way up out it I lost my nigga to this shit, we sprayed that K about it And every time we pull a skit, we ain't gon' speak about it You postin' pictures with that strap, but you don't scare nobody To a broke ho, three words: "Bitch, f*ck it" ("Bitch, f*ck it") Hit it from the back, then kick her out, we don't cut 'em Glock hold 30, shoot a couple, make 'em tumble (boom, boom-boom) All facts, no cap, real rap, this ain't mumble If the pussy wet, dive in, I'd love to (I'd love to) When them bullets fly, bitch where you gon' run to? (Where you gon' run to?) Suckas flexin' all these guns, we got guns too (we got guns too) Hit your bitch from the back and got sucked too (nigga) Hella foreigns back-to-back and we lane changin' (skrrt skrrt) You ain't ready for these streets, they ain't a safe haven What's the point of havin' ass if it ain't shakin'? If this Glock get to barkin', then I can't tame it (boom boom) Young niggas with that bag, yeah, we been hot (been hot) If them suckas was outside, they would've been dropped (nerd) If you let the bitch breathe, she would've been knocked You ain't bringin' in no guap, bitch, kick rocks And I'ma catch a body 'fore I catch a feelin' Once I peep your true colors, shit was extra different Heard the feds got a case, they're tryna hit us with it But I'ma catch a flight 'fore I get caught up in it I was posted on that block, just a young nigga 223s, I bring them chops, we don't go ones, nigga Parked up in their business, tryna catch a nigga slippin' But them niggas don't come out, it's like we funkin' with our bitches When you stuck up in them streets, it ain't no way up out it I lost my nigga to this shit, we sprayed that K about it And every time we pull a skid, we ain't gon' speak about it You postin' pictures with that strap, but you don't scare nobody
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Written by: Chauncey A. Hollis, Dustin James Corbett, Jabbar Kingston Brown Jr., Jesse IV Woodard, Juwon Lee, Wayman Barrow Jr.
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