X-1 - Street n**uz lyrics

[Chorus: repeat 2X] (Street n***as!) Gettin high all the time (Street n***as!) f** beef and draw the nine (Street n***as!) Always yellin f** the cops (Street n***as!) We the n***as that call the shots [X-1] Street n***as love to flip, puttin' slugs in clips While in out with Bloods and Crips, on some sh** Leavin' you ripped is totally sick I sue pricks on mysterious trips, makin' serious chips You on a curious a trip way out of your whack Blow you out of your back, the game of crack, how 'bout that? Holdin' my aim, with ways to wreck Never know what to expect Respect a hole in you chest My mind is set, it's time for d**h, rewind your steps The way that I'm doin' you is everyday screwin' you Off the top, make money off of rocks On and off the block, bouncin' off on cops Whose the next street star? Kid, you'd love to be next But it's X-1, kid, in the luxury Lex' Wit' a ghetto type style Heat for beef that we can settle right now.. street n***as [Chorus] [Fredro Starr] Street n***as spend they last on weed, smoke to the roach Dead broke, some flip coke, sell soap Bust fo' guns off the roof, drink overproof Roll dice, stick n***as for ice, up all night (ee-yah!!) Everyday n***as gamblin, pumpin d** scramblin My n***a got shot, that same spot you standin in b**h n***a hate, rich n***a sniff a eight Suffocate, jail n***a liftin weight - f** the Jake! We break laws, snuffin motherf**ers breakin jaws Robbin liquor stores, reppin ghetto n***as dirty drawers Never hesitate to blast; kick your f**in a** f** work - n***a take cash, with the quick fast Open cases, where razors, lay open faces Paid n***as got guns wit lasers, SkyPagers Chrome rims and loud systems So at the light you make the white people listen You five days out the prison - WE [Chorus] [Sonsee] Street n***as have your sh** pushed back, plush act Bust jacks out the windowplex, and lust that We back, we at the place, contact react Call back, be on the concrete flat, we stomp cats For violation of ???, whichever come first Love for money could hurt, it's a thirst, we splurge In Suburbans, to n***as deep, want pissy early Swervin', packin' big power, maxin' six hours Up in the Expo, ?E Bauer? For beef, the heat, the vowel Caught up in them street showers Buckun' the same clips, f**in' the same chicks The game sticks, so remain slick or get slain quick Street n***as regulatin' Doe and hoes and North states, and flip whips High speed car chases The inner belly beast dwellin' Born and raised, extortin' for days Leavin' motherf**ers more than grazed [Chorus] [Sticky Fingaz] I'm a street n***a; f** wit me get shot in the brains They call me Sticky Fingaz, how you think I got my name?! This is not a game, kid I know my math I walk around with my pants hangin off my a** I DON'T GIVE A fu*k! This n***a here's too rugged I pull out my dick and take a piss in public Smokin weed, drinkin brew, that's all I do f** b**hes, get money, was all I knew! Police in the rearview, always runnin my plates I kept a, poker face and a gun in my waist Off safety, co*ked with, one in the head The first n***a frontin gettin dropped with one in the head I got no respect for life; my mind's on d** You scared to look me in the eyes, I roll wit nuttin but thugs I'm so trife, hope I can live another night And I fear no man, I swear on my mother's life Cuz I'm a... [All] Street n***a [Chorus] (without first 'all' sentence) [All] Street n***a!