21 Lil Harold - Street lyrics

Keep, keep, keep that skreet (Skreet)
(Nico, Nico) , Skreet nigga
You know I'm a skreet nigga, yeah,  yeah
The question is, is you a skreet nigga?
(Skreet) ’Cause I'm a skreet nigga (Skreet)
Skreet, skreet, skreet

Hold up, I got money in my pocket
Bitch, you bummy
 you ain't got nuttin’ in your wallet
(Hold up) i got my gat gun, try me, nigga
We gon' get to blasting
More bags in, where the cash then?
We gon' rob him, no mask then
But on Glenwood Road, I was rapping
But I'm doin' it now, I'ma make it happen
I was robbin' nigga, at the age of thirteen
We was starving nigga
I wanted to get this money green
Don't wanna argue nigga
On my motherfucking team
I’m a starting player, you a bitch, nigga
You gon’ sit there

Skreet nigga, skreet nigga
Skreet nigga, you a bitch, weak nigga (21)

Yeah, growing up to be a skreet nigga
One thing I know, we kept our heat nigga
And when it was time to slide
We gon' eat nigga
Niggas talk like they skreet niggas but
Really be some weak niggas
Every time we got beef, they hide nigga
We be thuggin’ in the skreets, come outside
Bitch
Y'all heard 'bout it, real skreet nigga
Catch me in a four wit nigga

CJ, real skreet nigga real skreet nigga
Kid Hazel, eat the beat nigga
Chevy, he a skreet nigga skreet, pussy
Fuck nigga, zone 6, rich nigga