Corner Boyz

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Dyme-A (Theme music) Sheesh (Ahh, ahh) Sheesh [Chorus] Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? They a bad influence, they ain't doin' nothin' for ya Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? (Where they at?) (Whoop, whoop) Now them boys on the corner Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? They a bad influence, they ain't doin' nothin' for ya Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? (Where they at?) (Whoop, whoop) Now them boys on the corner [Verse 1] I've been searching for the king in the kid Digging deep into my soul, give you this Pop and mom are separated, having problems with my paper I've been going through some things, it's a trip I've been vibing on the scene with the clique On the corner with the B's and the Crips Federali watching me, I'm convinced Yo, hold that down, there go the D's in the whip You dropping dimes? My nigga, please, you a snitch If we both got knocked, wouldn't even wanna sit with ya Only one bar for the bitch niggas Fish swimming in water with sharks getting preyed on But I'm praying for 'em Tryna keep my baby momma in designer She deserve the newest purse, she a rider S. Sinatra but the dealer call me Dyme-A Fucked around caught a play in my pajamas [Chorus] Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? They a bad influence, they ain't doin' nothin' for ya Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? (Where they at?) (Whoop, whoop) Now them boys on the corner Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? They a bad influence, they ain't doin' nothin' for ya Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? (Where they at?) (Whoop, whoop) Now them boys on the corner [Verse 2] Nah, I don't play that shit Nah, try to play me, I don't play that shit If you tweet me, when you see me better say that shit 1160, real petty with the payback My partner used to play Powerball now he play that strip No jobs, no breaks, all day, that's it Small ways, long range Yeah, spray that clip Rick James, hit that line to make that hit Some cold blooded motherfuckers on the corner Thought I told ya They'll lay a nigga down for that yola Copped the Rover I can't whip without the (whoop, whoop) pulling me over Never sober, riding dirty, I got warrants for the doja But I'm smokin' Bitch, it's gettin', it's gettin' It's gettin' kind of hectic My vision becoming clear and crystal through my methods They killin' our children, man, this shit becomin' an epidemic I was born into this life so I can't help but represent it, ahh [Chorus] Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? They a bad influence, they ain't doin' nothin' for ya Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? (Where they at?) (Whoop, whoop) Now them boys on the corner Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? They a bad influence, they ain't doin' nothin' for ya Why you fuckin' with them boys on the corner? (Where they at?) (Whoop, whoop) Now them boys on the corner [Outro] I've been searching for the king in the kid Digging deep into my soul, give you this Pop and mom are separated, having problems with my paper I've been going through some things, it's a trip I've been vibing on the scene with the clique On the corner with the B's and the Crips Federali watching me, I'm convinced Yo, hold that down, there go the D's Yo, hold that down