Stuck In the Streets Lyrics – bandchasindee4x
Singer: bandchasindee4x
Title: Stuck In the Streets
Push up on me an I′m putting you under got a g530 it strike like some thunder
I’m round the way got me serving that onion
My hand getting fat I be running through money
n#gg# think he a steppa but really be running
Lil bluffing #ss n#gg# can′t put up a hunnid
Load up the black truck 5 percent tints
Try spin up the 9ine an we boxing em in
I ain’t no rapper I’m working my gen
Call out a hit an I bet you I spin
Might call up Lul Brayy bruh he geekin to spin
Might swap out the 9 cause I like a fn
Might aim at his head I don′t like what he said
n#gg# get outa line an I′m making his bed (Get in your bed!)
Rolling dead ops smoke a jay to the head
Got it back with my man now we chasing the bread
I’m in the city hop out the car n#gg# with that .50
I′m stuck in the streets sh#t sticky
I’m a slimey #ss n#gg# come an get with me (Slime)
Got snaked in the streets n#gg#s play 50
Get up with that n#gg# give em bout .50
IQ in the field n#gg#s can′t trick me
Hit stick in the field hit em like he ricky
Push up on me an I’m putting you under got a g530 it strike like some thunder
I′m round the way got me serving that onion
My hand getting fat I be running through money
n#gg# think he a steppa but really be running
Lil bluffing #ss n#gg# can’t put up a hunnid
Load up the black truck 5 percent tints
Try spin up the 9ine an we boxing em in
n#gg# slid on my block he ain’t slide ever since
Put a scar on my face, put a whole in yo face
Know bra kapped out keep a blade on his waist
Boy that .357 gone knockoff his waist
Ima aim at the body to see what he ate
b#tch I hang with the killers you live by the jakes
Went back to the city to make you the play
I′ll give you a hint you gone die with a k′
Mask down sh#t walkdown like I’m Jason
It′s a body for body I bet you we take him
Opp get in my range I bet you I face em
We catch em close range the bullets erase him
Bray get in the car n#gg# we gone chase em
Slide in that yuyu like we racing
Heat up that drak’ n#gg#s tryn bake em
Push up on me an I′m putting you under got a g530 it strike like some thunder
I’m round the way got me serving that onion
My hand getting fat I be running through money
n#gg# think he a steppa but really be running
Lil bluffing #ss n#gg# can′t put up a hunnid
Load up the black truck 5 percent tints
Try spin up the 9ine an we boxing em in
I ain’t no rapper I’m working my gen
Call out a hit an I bet you I spin
Might call up Lul Brayy bruh he geekin to spin
Might swap out the 9 cause I like a fn
Might aim at his head I don′t like what he said
n#gg# get outa line an I′m making his bed (Get in your bed!)
Rolling dead ops smoke a jay to the head
Got it back with my man now we chasing the bread (Chasing that bread)
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