[Intro]
Yeah, street smart entertainment
So ice entertainment, street smart n***a dawg
Real talk, that's real spit trap money on deck man OJ [?]
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I was in the junior high with a bub of mids dawg
Like a money or an eight then I got some big balls
Got a pound of mid-grade sitting on my front seat
Put a seat belt on it ride HOV
I'm a hot young n***a I'm H O T
Street smart young n***a no phd
[?] the fifty-sixty-three little shawty that's me
Fifty for one-five three for a qp
Light off the cab mall baby I'm the best out here
In a drop [?] cause prices get high
In the school of hard knocks n***as selling hard rocks
Kinder gardeners go to school weed in their lunchbox
See I'm not a role model shawty cook that work
Peer pressure young n***a come and hit this purp, yeah
I got a trick up my sleeve got a five gram plate
Quarter brick up my sleeve
[Hook]
I'm a n***a from the hood can't read real good
But I can sell dope good I can sell weed good
Didn't listen to my mama or the goddamn preacher
On the low I got more money than the goddamn teacher
I'm a street smart n***a didn't read no books
Didn't take home economics but I sure can cook
Eighteen for a whole, nine-five for a half
Were good at English but great at math
[Verse 2: ?]
I got work for a worker I got purp for a smoker
I'm not a goddamn role model I'm a motherf**ing hustler
My name rang bells in the street cause I'm a G
And if you didn't know n***a you should have asked about me
My clientele on the [?] all the way to Boulder crest
I'm a real street n***a, I ain't lying I'm a vet
n***a ever disrespect Ima put it in his neck
Six shots for zone six Ima show them who the best
n***a should have wore his vest I don't know why he didn't
Perpetrating like it hard, n***a must have thought i was tripping
n***a I ain't ever slipping I'm ready like Rambo
Ammunition long like the trees that you hang from
n***a what you came for how can I explain for
Riding in something new yeah i got my brain blown
Yeah I like my beat low, how you like your work fool
Hard or the whipped sh**, n***a it ain't even matter though
[Hook]
I'm a n***a from the hood can't read real good
But I can sell dope good I can sell weed good
Didn't listen to my mama or the goddamn preacher
On the low I got more money than the goddamn teacher
I'm a street smart n***a didn't read no books
Didn't take home economics but I sure can cook
Eighteen for a whole, nine-five for a half
Were good at English but great at math
[Verse 3: OJ Da Juiceman]
They call me young Juice, I am the damn truth
I'm ice water whipping dawg what about you?
Nine [?] cars fruit loop chains
Stupid, stupid colors in my pinky ring
I'm not a role model I'm working with them things
Street smart dawg and I can get it on planes
Dropped out of school when I bought my first thing
Eleven f**ing grade and it was ninety-nine mane
Now several years later I'm that n***a in the tall [?]
Ima crush their feelings when I pull out the [?]
Now their feelings are all hurt, cause I'm rocking Prada shoes
On the block with Gucci Mane y'all n***as ain't hear the news
Neimen Marcus where I'm going shopping buying designer shoes
If you [?] the work boss dammit I'll fire you
But if your real street smart n***a I'll hire you
Young juice man goddammit I'm fly too
[Hook]
I'm a n***a from the hood can't read real good
But I can sell dope good I can sell weed good
Didn't listen to my mama or the goddamn preacher
On the low I got more money than the goddamn teacher
I'm a street smart n***a didn't read no books
Didn't take home economics but I sure can cook
Eighteen for a whole, nine-five for a half
Were good at English but great at math
[Outro]
Street smart n***a