DJ Kay Slay, The LOX - The Streetsweeper lyrics
DJ Kay Slay [Keith Grayson] New York, U.S.
[DJ Kay Slay, The LOX - The Streetsweeper lyrics]
When there's beef I'mma ride and won't
Slide 'til I'm debtin you
(P swallow your pride)
My pride ain't edible
Fuck with my life, I'm stressin your death
Cut his guts out
Wrap his intestines around his neck
You wanna gun who (laughing) , what?
Shit it's the ghost and my style's like
The art of Water Block Sun Soo
It's the ghetto godfather, priest in the hood
Cross the line that's your spine
I'm the beast in the hood
Don't consider that I rap
Just consider I'm strapped
And I squeeze at your brain, face
Rib and your back dog we can keep it brief
Get straight to the beef
I'm so deep they see the pain
In my eyes when I'm sleep
I made a vow to the streets
At a very young age
That I would always use my knife and
I would let my gun blaze
Got niggas that'll ride with me, die with me
Thug with me bust off they hammers
Still sell they drugs with me
My niggas is real they all'll
See the judge with me nobody in rap
Cause all my niggas thug with me (nigga)
We gon' keep flippin our cars
(weighin the odds) , uh
Bustin our guns (raisin our sons) , yeah
Bringin the storm (changin the norm)
Niggas is ass (let's get it on)
Walk with me (I)
Keep flippin our cars (weighin the odds) , uh
Bustin our guns (raisin our sons) , yeah
Bringin the storm (changin the norm)
Niggas is ass (let's get it on)
Walk with me (I)
We chase niggas through malls
Clap niggas through walls
Y'all want it with them D-Block boys
Put the brown things up in
You like Chips Ahoys
Listen I'mma thug and I'm proud
Y'all niggas "Fashionably Loud"
I don't give a fuck what
Kind of shirt that is
I'll put the barrel to your kids and your wiz
Watch them float
Fish takin bites of they skin
Little holes in they chin
You in the mirror tryna see if they spin
Niggas is ass
Tell a nigga drop the top and stop
Roll the windows down, get rid of the cop
I'm in the hood like boots on niggas cars
Gats on niggas waist
You couldn't even tell that we stars
Break down food, pizza, whatever it be
I love my niggas and they love me
(get off our dick)
What? you ain't gettin the point I
Think I'll give it to you
Right in your waist and hand
Your fuckin liver to you, yeah
We gon' keep flippin our cars
(weighin the odds) , uh
Bustin our guns (raisin our sons) , yeah
Bringin the storm (changin the norm)
Niggas is ass (let's get it on)
Walk with me (I)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Hey yo this is why I claim no slums (why?)
Cause, I could sit back, knock
Off a half a brick, and chew Rainblow Gums
And the color of the Benz will kill ya
It's gold
When it's movin fast it look like silver
I'm low with the trey pound next to my nuts
A shotgun ridin shotgun on the
Seat next to my dutch
I swear for God the Mag'll bust
Niggas know 'Kiss flow been crazy
Like a bag of dust
Y'all industry tuitionalized
My niggas is real
Real niggas see the truth and the lies
Aimin for your head
(but really tryna shoot out your eyes)
With every Tef
Then stomp out whatever is left
And sometimes I say shit that I shouldn't
But, I never said that I couldn't
Turn your chest plate into pudding
And all my niggas'll spray
Except women, so the reason y'all living
Cause y'all niggas is gay, uh
We gon' keep flippin our cars
(weighin the odds) , uh
Bustin our guns (raisin our sons) , yeah
Bringin the storm (changin the norm)
Niggas is ass (let's get it on)
Walk with me (I)
Slide 'til I'm debtin you
(P swallow your pride)
My pride ain't edible
Fuck with my life, I'm stressin your death
Cut his guts out
Wrap his intestines around his neck
You wanna gun who (laughing) , what?
Shit it's the ghost and my style's like
The art of Water Block Sun Soo
It's the ghetto godfather, priest in the hood
Cross the line that's your spine
I'm the beast in the hood
Don't consider that I rap
Just consider I'm strapped
And I squeeze at your brain, face
Rib and your back dog we can keep it brief
Get straight to the beef
I'm so deep they see the pain
In my eyes when I'm sleep
I made a vow to the streets
At a very young age
That I would always use my knife and
I would let my gun blaze
Got niggas that'll ride with me, die with me
Thug with me bust off they hammers
Still sell they drugs with me
My niggas is real they all'll
See the judge with me nobody in rap
Cause all my niggas thug with me (nigga)
We gon' keep flippin our cars
(weighin the odds) , uh
Bustin our guns (raisin our sons) , yeah
Bringin the storm (changin the norm)
Niggas is ass (let's get it on)
Walk with me (I)
Keep flippin our cars (weighin the odds) , uh
Bustin our guns (raisin our sons) , yeah
Bringin the storm (changin the norm)
Niggas is ass (let's get it on)
Walk with me (I)
We chase niggas through malls
Clap niggas through walls
Y'all want it with them D-Block boys
Put the brown things up in
You like Chips Ahoys
Listen I'mma thug and I'm proud
Y'all niggas "Fashionably Loud"
I don't give a fuck what
Kind of shirt that is
I'll put the barrel to your kids and your wiz
Watch them float
Fish takin bites of they skin
Little holes in they chin
You in the mirror tryna see if they spin
Niggas is ass
Tell a nigga drop the top and stop
Roll the windows down, get rid of the cop
I'm in the hood like boots on niggas cars
Gats on niggas waist
You couldn't even tell that we stars
Break down food, pizza, whatever it be
I love my niggas and they love me
(get off our dick)
What? you ain't gettin the point I
Think I'll give it to you
Right in your waist and hand
Your fuckin liver to you, yeah
We gon' keep flippin our cars
(weighin the odds) , uh
Bustin our guns (raisin our sons) , yeah
Bringin the storm (changin the norm)
Niggas is ass (let's get it on)
Walk with me (I)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Hey yo this is why I claim no slums (why?)
Cause, I could sit back, knock
Off a half a brick, and chew Rainblow Gums
And the color of the Benz will kill ya
It's gold
When it's movin fast it look like silver
I'm low with the trey pound next to my nuts
A shotgun ridin shotgun on the
Seat next to my dutch
I swear for God the Mag'll bust
Niggas know 'Kiss flow been crazy
Like a bag of dust
Y'all industry tuitionalized
My niggas is real
Real niggas see the truth and the lies
Aimin for your head
(but really tryna shoot out your eyes)
With every Tef
Then stomp out whatever is left
And sometimes I say shit that I shouldn't
But, I never said that I couldn't
Turn your chest plate into pudding
And all my niggas'll spray
Except women, so the reason y'all living
Cause y'all niggas is gay, uh
We gon' keep flippin our cars
(weighin the odds) , uh
Bustin our guns (raisin our sons) , yeah
Bringin the storm (changin the norm)
Niggas is ass (let's get it on)
Walk with me (I)