Street Muzik

Pockets swollen niggas rolling drinking good and hell 'a smoking
Gas burning baby girl looking like it's me she chosen
And she twerking Miley Cyrus feeling good got the Midas
Touch and I don't give a fuck bout a hater in the slightest
Game in the cobra clutch, you can call me Sargent Slaughter
Bars like its china white; Nino brown at the carter
But I'm not new jack must be jacked if you thinking
That I'm not realist I'm the illest when it comes to slanging
Words, adjectives and verbs, nouns watch the boy get down
On the town in run n street nigger I should wear the crown
By the pound I'm slanging (gas) by the key I'm slanging (bricks)
Music dope take a (hit) from these lines take (sniff)
From this beat take a, (sip) from these dogs you can get
Busted lip, with a clip, make a nigger do you flip
That's the code, I keep it colder than a beer when its froze
Every episode is true life on a download

What you gone do won't make us
All you can do is hate us
We bring you the truth cause in god we trust
From the heart of these street so come ride with us
And you know we bout that life
From the days of the Paradise
This is real street, this is real liquor house music

We Grove-boys, Douglas Park Niggas
Claremont, Southside, Homicide Niggas
Can a nigga play outside?
In the cold, on these streets, pockets low, play for keeps
Caught slipping, run your shut, another nigga got beat
In the cut, the liquor house, trap house, gambling spot
Young nigga, shoot his gun, now the place is extra hot
Got the drop, got the work, got the hard got the gas
What niggas don't got my money then that's your ass
Hit the corner store, selling diapers, two bones of piece
50 cent for a Lucy, you can sell your EBT
A Hundred for seven five, single razor for a dollar
Take it home, cut it up, coming back, with the fire
Gangs dap at the bus stop at the depot
Old people looking hard but ain't saying nothing though
This is real, smoke some kill, hope you really listening
Two trap houses one in Greensboro and Winston

What you gone do won't make us
All you can do is hate us
We bring you the truth cause in god we trust
From the heart of these street so come ride with us
And you know we bout that life
From the days of the Paradise
This is real street, this is real liquor house music
What you gone do won't make us
All you can do is hate us
We bring you the truth cause in god we trust
From the heart of these street so come ride with us
And you know we bout that life
From the days of the Paradise
This is real street, this is real liquor house music