Street Preachin

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Six Ward Von] You know the loudest nigga in the room usually the brokest, this the truth I just pulled up on the west and got some perkisets [?] I'm with [?] in the [?] Throwing a hundred out the roof [?] snitching [?] with him like [?] You be lieing to these hoes, get in jail, tell the truth I can drop some old shit right now, niggas gon' think it's new You know, bitch, you getting smoked, na, nigga, this ain't juice It ain't even snowing yet, and I got on Goose In that fast [?] cutting up, like we ain't got no [?] I be fucking on his baby mama, he ain't got a hint I ain't worried 'bout your baby daddy, I know he a shrimp I know them bitches finna search the whip, they can smell the cent If you gotta pull your pockets out, then bitch, it's full of lint I ain't hiding, bitch, I'm rocking out, I'm right here in the 6 And I'm tryna smoke some Cali weed, my [?] bitch [Verse 2: Louie Ray] Too much shit that I be rocking now, I need a stick When I'm in Cali in my sweet, I order [?] Hhell yeah, I put [?] 'cause he a snitch And hell yeah, I bought two cars at once, because I'm rich Can't tell me nothing about the streets lil bro, 'cause I'm [?] I used to serve a fiend out his own car [?] If I can buy this bitch for half [?] rent it The opposition know you driving that, why you be tinting? You weren't raised to be like this, so why you tryna live it? I know you know I'm fucking her, so why you tryna hit it? Gon' knock [?] beefing with, kill it He thought he had [?] shit on lock, until I steal it Real G, I don't get in feelings [?] This an E, [?] once you flip it Doing shows for a dime, do me better than the trentches Keep it to myself, but I'm a killer and a chemist