Street

Lyrics

[Intro] Keep, keep, keep that skreet (Skreet) (Nico, Nico), Skreet nigga You know I'm a skreet nigga, yeah, yeah The question is, is you a skreet nigga? (Skreet) 'Cause I'm a skreet nigga (Skreet) Skreet, skreet, skreet [Verse 1] Hold up, I got money in my pocket Bitch, you bummy, you ain't got nuttin' in your wallet (Hold up) I got my gat gun, try me, nigga, we gon' get to blasting More bags in, where the cash then? We gon' rob him, no mask then But on Glenwood Road, I was rapping But I'm doin' it now, I'ma make it happen I was robbin' nigga, at the age of thirteen We was starving nigga, I wanted to get this money green Don't wanna argue nigga, on my motherfucking team I'm a starting player, you a bitch, [?] nigga, you gon' sit there [Bridge] Skreet nigga, skreet nigga Skreet nigga, you a bitch, weak nigga (21) [Verse 2] Yeah, growing up to be a skreet nigga One thing I know, we kept our heat nigga And when it was time to slide, we gon' eat nigga Niggas talk like they skreet niggas but really be some weak niggas Every time we got beef, they hide nigga We be thuggin' in the skreets, come outside, bitch Y'all heard 'bout it, real skreet nigga Catch me in a four wit [?] nigga [Outro] CJ, real skreet nigga [?], real skreet nigga Kid Hazel, eat the beat nigga Chevy, he a skreet nigga Skreet, pussy Fuck nigga, zone 6, rich nigga