A.G. - Street lyrics

[Intro: A.G.] Straight dirty you heard, Diggin' Team '81 you heard We get dirty son Straight dirty son D-Flow: A.G. puffed the dutchy once Party Arty: Dirty dirty A.G.: Chicken's mad cause they f**ed me once Party Arty: Yeah they know n***as holdin [Verse 1: A.G.] Besides she probably put a hole in the scrotum Off in the lights to the Show that I'm flowin Leadin to all type of drama unfoldin Instead I blow smoke like locomotion Thoughts leave ya brain overloadin Talk about legends don't leave my name unspoken It's Show & A.G. for life dog And I'ma ride for that I said, the beef don't stop til you get fried with the mack The weed don't stop til my eyes is black I said, the heat don't stop cause my rhymes is fat So take that, you shady son It's me and Team '81 blazin a crazy one Hit the baby, three-eighty have crazy fun I ain't a k**er you can make me one *echo* [Chorus] We represent the S-T-R double E-T D.I.T.C. Showbiz and A.G This goes out to all the dope emcees From Manhattan and the Staten, Bucktown to front Queens The Boogie Down Bronx and the Westcoast East From Puerto Rico to the West-Indies London U.K. from the Washington See Team '81 blazin, and the Show & A.G [Verse 2: A.G.] I'm in control when I'm down one, with one shot left Shouts to L...my gun co*ks and son got left Keep beefin papi, speak to the bottom of the beefin problies Hit ya papi, not even he can stop me Never speak to the cops, they creep when it's hot Bite mine and reach for the top you'll be meetin the Glock And my girl better empty hers Diggin, Back On the Block like Quincy was Layin 'em like Cynthy cause Shouts to Meshawn and the Grand Imperial It's A dash and y'all trash, it's single material And if you don't want it than I'm gon' provoke ya A fenomenon like Geboter my moms will smoke ya And my lungs is black cause I'm a ganja smoker If the club ain't packed I'ma stomp the promoter If n***as talk sh** I'ma bang the competitor Words ain't accurate I'ma strangle the editor Then I blow up the studio if the reels is missin And if my records don't sell I'ma still be spittin *echo* [Chorus]