For The Streetz

Lyrics

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo] I know you love it, yeah, they bang my shit All the real niggas bang my shit Yeah, got problems, I'ma bang my shit I got spot workers saying my shit I do this for the streets Yeah, that motherfucking ghetto That motherfucking ghetto Bitch, I'm from the streets Yeah, that motherfucking ghetto That motherfucking ghetto [Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo] I got the city like what? Icewear, I'm the one Bitch, I bought a whole bag, fuck a front 28 inch ruccis, on that motherfucking dunk Pulling up in the parking lot, finna catch a stunt I grew up around real niggas, slanging all the [?] Riding box chevys, on the motherfucking [?] All gold spokes, [?] banging out the trunk On the block talking heavy, selling dope and blowing blunts I was only like ten, but nigga, I ain't give a fuck I go to war with anybody, nigga, what? R.I.P. that nigga [?] man, that nigga was a nut There wasn't role models in my hood growing up I used to play ball, nigga, but now I ball You can [?] one call I live by that G code, and I ain't breaking one law Real nigga all around, I ain't facing one flaw [Chorus: Icewear Vezzo] I know you love it, yeah, they bang my shit All the real niggas bang my shit Yeah, got problems, I'ma bang my shit I got spot workers saying my shit I do this for the streets Yeah, that motherfucking ghetto That motherfucking ghetto Bitch, I'm from the streets Yeah, that motherfucking ghetto That motherfucking ghetto [Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo] The dope man will bust your head for that shit, yo So don't even try to play with that shit, yo Before I ever had a plan, I was flipping stones So why you holding out your hand? Better get your own Tryna get some quick cash, so you hit the road You drove way down the way, to see what niggas on I guess you made a couple bands, since you been gone Them fiends acting like your friends, now you feel at home But you done got the bitch hot, like you in the stove Tryna have the cheapest prices, just to get it gone The [?] on every block, watching niggas [?] [?] give a fuck [?] since you with them hoes You don't want them feds pulling up them old cases Catching dope cases, while you on that probation So you done told on everybody, now them folks facing All that jail time, just so you can stay around [Chorus: Icewear Vezzo] I know you love it, yeah, they bang my shit All the real niggas bang my shit Yeah, got problems, I'ma bang my shit I got spot workers saying my shit I do this for the streets Yeah, that motherfucking ghetto That motherfucking ghetto Bitch, I'm from the streets Yeah, that motherfucking ghetto That motherfucking ghetto [Verse 3: Peezy] I'm from the grove, nigga The motherfucking streets Where them niggas get excited when it's beef No school, we in the streets We been learned A's and B's Now we tryna get the work from A to B Don't play with my cheese 'Cause I'll have some niggas hunt you I'm Peezy, I'm these older niggas' uncle Have some niggas chilling in the back and in the front too Like you expecting company, I'll have some niggas come through Good from [?] all the way up to [?] Marbel table complement the flatty in the front room Told my nigga if I get a deal, he get one too Me and dawg shared the same bed in that one room Icy gold chains, white and dark yays Words slered 'cause I'm leaning, I can't even talk straight Stupid nigga think it's easy, he gon' learn the hard way Five thousand on your head, and get you dropped in broad day Told you, bitch, I'm from the streets [Chorus: Icewear Vezzo] I know you love it, yeah, they bang my shit All the real niggas bang my shit Yeah, got problems, I'ma bang my shit I got spot workers saying my shit I do this for the streets Yeah, that motherfucking ghetto That motherfucking ghetto Bitch, I'm from the streets Yeah, that motherfucking ghetto That motherfucking ghetto