Текст песни Onyx f X-1 - Street Nigguz
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[Chorus: repeat 2X](Street niggaz!) Gettin high all the time(Street niggaz!) Fuck beef and draw the nine(Street niggaz!) Always yellin fuck the cops(Street niggaz!) We the niggaz that call the shots[X-1]Street niggaz love to flip, puttin` slugs in clipsWhile in out with Bloods and Crips, on some shitLeavin` you ripped is totally sickI sue pricks on mysterious trips, makin` serious chipsYou on a curious a trip way out of your whackBlow you out of your back, the game of crack, how `bout that?Holdin` my aim, with ways to wreck Never know what to expectRespect a hole in you chestMy mind is set, it`s time for death, rewind your stepsThe way that I`m doin` you is everyday screwin` youOff the top, make money off of rocksOn and off the block, bouncin` off on copsWhose the next street star? Kid, you`d love to be nextBut it`s X-1, kid, in the luxury Lex`Wit` a ghetto type styleHeat for beef that we can settle right now.. street niggaz[Chorus][Fredro Starr]Street niggaz spend they last on weed, smoke to the roachDead broke, some flip coke, sell soapBust fo` guns off the roof, drink overproofRoll dice, stick niggaz for ice, up all night (ee-yah!!)Everyday niggaz gamblin, pumpin drugs scramblinMy nigga got shot, that same spot you standin inBitch nigga hate, rich nigga sniff a eightSuffocate, jail nigga liftin weight - fuck the Jake!We break laws, snuffin motherfuckers breakin jawsRobbin liquor stores, reppin ghetto niggaz dirty drawersNever hesitate to blast; kick your fuckin assFuck work - nigga take cash, with the quick fastOpen cases, where razors, lay open facesPaid niggaz got guns wit lasers, SkyPagersChrome rims and loud systemsSo at the light you make the white people listenYou five days out the prison - WE[Chorus][Sonsee]Street niggaz have your shit pushed back, plush actBust jacks out the windowplex, and lust thatWe back, we at the place, contact reactCall back, be on the concrete flat, we stomp catsFor violation of ???, whichever come firstLove for money could hurt, it`s a thirst, we splurgeIn Suburbans, to niggaz deep, want pissy earlySwervin`, packin` big power, maxin` six hoursUp in the Expo, ?E bowel?For beef, the heat, the vowelCaught up in them street showersBuckun` the same clips, fuckin` the same chicksThe game sticks, so remain slick or get slain quickStreet niggaz regulatin`Doe and hoes and North states, and flip whips High speed car chasesThe inner belly beast dwellin`Born and raised, extortin` for days Leavin` motherfuckers more than grazed[Chorus][Sticky Fingaz]I`m a street nigga; fuck wit me get shot in the brainsThey call me Sticky Fingaz, how you think I got my name?!This is not a game, kid I know my mathI walk around with my pants hangin off my assI DON`T GIVE A FUCK! This nigga here`s too ruggedI pull out my dick and take a piss in publicSmokin weed, drinkin brew, that`s all I doFuck bitches, get money, was all I knew!Police in the rearview, always runnin my platesI kept a, poker face and a gun in my waistOff safety, cocked with, one in the headThe first nigga frontin gettin dropped with one in the headI got no respect for life; my mom`s on drugsYou scared to look me in the eyes, I roll wit nuttin but thugsI`m so trife, hope I can live another nightAnd I fear no man, I swear on my mother`s lifeCuz I`m a...[All] Street nigga[Chorus] (without first `all` sentence)[All] Street nigga!