Lil Wyte - In the Streets lyrics
[Lil Wyte - In the Streets lyrics]
In the street I'm bout my buisness
How I be a be a
If you want some work from me you
Pay a fee a fee a when I check my crackhouse
I'm gonna reup reup
For you robbers in the hood I
Throw my heat up heat up
They always be askin what is crack cocaine
Crack cocaine fries your brain
Crack cocaine keep me pocket change when
I be on my slang
Keep them thangs single solid on a
Brick up off the house
Try to snatch my shit wit out
Payin I'm blowin off ya mouth
That's the way it is in up in
The dope game have no respect
Don't pass wit no brains if no
Thangs blow some big ass checks
Straight to the liquor store thats were
We roll to get my 75
Damn they close at 11 yes I'm ballin doin 99
Worked that whole week to get that cheese
And give that shit to me
Bet you feelin shitty fall to sleep
On the side of the street
Tell me how it feels walkin round
I no whats goin on
Only thing you no is I'm the
1 supplyin all the stone
Keep my pockets swoll and I be
Ballin on the fuckin slab
Think you droppin sissions in my
Buisness take yo buisness back
Yes I roll wit dealers and
My skrillas are my priority
Bitch I ride wit killas and
These killas have authority
In the street I'm bout my buisness
How I be a be a
If you want some work from me you
Pay a fee a fee a when I check my crackhouse
I'm gonna reup reup
For you robbers in the hood I
Throw my heat up heat up
Well I ain't waistin mine
Gotta get them nickels and dimes all the time
Cuz Benjimin Franklin the only mother
Fucker on my mind i'm ridin to a cutless
Twanky threes grippin pine
And I know the junkies see me
Colors changin all the time
When you spot me better stop me
Cuz I'm not slayin long
The pigs love comin up to this white
Boy ridin on all this fuckin chrome
Got yo stone bitch I'm gone
Destination where I stay
Fraiser boy up on the side and
Bitch were ridin to the bay
What you talkin bout? what you askin
Bout? what you need from me
Check it I serve some big bags, some crack
And some ecstasy
Anything else I don't fuck wit it
Or I just fuckin know
Were to find it where to get it
And how far the shit will flow
Where smokers and sellers these
Drugs be so plentiful
But junkies will do anything for that
Crack mane and it's pitiful
They loose there life Critical they loose
There bodies shut down physical
But rock it up you get yo grip
And all that there is beuitifull
In the street I'm bout my buisness
How I be a be a
If you want some work from me you
Pay a fee a fee a when I check my crackhouse
I'm gonna reup reup
For you robbers in the hood I
Throw my heat up heat up
It ain't no stoppin here I could
Keep boomin slangin dis dope
Or I could take a chance flippin
This bird to a bro
But see it's jus my luck po's
Will prolly kick in my doe
So I gotta keep lookin over my
Should lookin out for dem hoes
And I gotta find another location
Plus anohter temptation there so
Many faces and customers in this occupatin
And I have no patience
And people wanna fuck wit my time thas why
You be comin up short wit these
Nickles and dimes, I'm even wit mine
You get it when I get it
And thas all the time
I never decline your money unless
You smell outta line and I'm feelin fine
They'll find you all tied up in some twine
My moneys importent a lil more then
Important then how I shine
Don't play wit that 9
You pull it use it you should abuse it mine
But see ya blind
Then copyrite yo mouf wit yo mind
I'm puttin it out and givin it to
Ya jus how I get it
This evil is wit it wit no discussin
This is how I spit it
In the street I'm bout my buisness
How I be a be a
If you want some work from me you
Pay a fee a fee a when I check my crackhouse
I'm gonna reup reup
For you robbers in the hood I
Throw my heat up heat up
How I be a be a
If you want some work from me you
Pay a fee a fee a when I check my crackhouse
I'm gonna reup reup
For you robbers in the hood I
Throw my heat up heat up
They always be askin what is crack cocaine
Crack cocaine fries your brain
Crack cocaine keep me pocket change when
I be on my slang
Keep them thangs single solid on a
Brick up off the house
Try to snatch my shit wit out
Payin I'm blowin off ya mouth
That's the way it is in up in
The dope game have no respect
Don't pass wit no brains if no
Thangs blow some big ass checks
Straight to the liquor store thats were
We roll to get my 75
Damn they close at 11 yes I'm ballin doin 99
Worked that whole week to get that cheese
And give that shit to me
Bet you feelin shitty fall to sleep
On the side of the street
Tell me how it feels walkin round
I no whats goin on
Only thing you no is I'm the
1 supplyin all the stone
Keep my pockets swoll and I be
Ballin on the fuckin slab
Think you droppin sissions in my
Buisness take yo buisness back
Yes I roll wit dealers and
My skrillas are my priority
Bitch I ride wit killas and
These killas have authority
In the street I'm bout my buisness
How I be a be a
If you want some work from me you
Pay a fee a fee a when I check my crackhouse
I'm gonna reup reup
For you robbers in the hood I
Throw my heat up heat up
Well I ain't waistin mine
Gotta get them nickels and dimes all the time
Cuz Benjimin Franklin the only mother
Fucker on my mind i'm ridin to a cutless
Twanky threes grippin pine
And I know the junkies see me
Colors changin all the time
When you spot me better stop me
Cuz I'm not slayin long
The pigs love comin up to this white
Boy ridin on all this fuckin chrome
Got yo stone bitch I'm gone
Destination where I stay
Fraiser boy up on the side and
Bitch were ridin to the bay
What you talkin bout? what you askin
Bout? what you need from me
Check it I serve some big bags, some crack
And some ecstasy
Anything else I don't fuck wit it
Or I just fuckin know
Were to find it where to get it
And how far the shit will flow
Where smokers and sellers these
Drugs be so plentiful
But junkies will do anything for that
Crack mane and it's pitiful
They loose there life Critical they loose
There bodies shut down physical
But rock it up you get yo grip
And all that there is beuitifull
In the street I'm bout my buisness
How I be a be a
If you want some work from me you
Pay a fee a fee a when I check my crackhouse
I'm gonna reup reup
For you robbers in the hood I
Throw my heat up heat up
It ain't no stoppin here I could
Keep boomin slangin dis dope
Or I could take a chance flippin
This bird to a bro
But see it's jus my luck po's
Will prolly kick in my doe
So I gotta keep lookin over my
Should lookin out for dem hoes
And I gotta find another location
Plus anohter temptation there so
Many faces and customers in this occupatin
And I have no patience
And people wanna fuck wit my time thas why
You be comin up short wit these
Nickles and dimes, I'm even wit mine
You get it when I get it
And thas all the time
I never decline your money unless
You smell outta line and I'm feelin fine
They'll find you all tied up in some twine
My moneys importent a lil more then
Important then how I shine
Don't play wit that 9
You pull it use it you should abuse it mine
But see ya blind
Then copyrite yo mouf wit yo mind
I'm puttin it out and givin it to
Ya jus how I get it
This evil is wit it wit no discussin
This is how I spit it
In the street I'm bout my buisness
How I be a be a
If you want some work from me you
Pay a fee a fee a when I check my crackhouse
I'm gonna reup reup
For you robbers in the hood I
Throw my heat up heat up
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