Trae Tha Truth - Street’s Advocate lyrics

Cheyah
They say I'm still on that same old shit
Ha Ha okay
Let's get it uh
Your now tuned in to the streets
Such a regular broadcast had
Just been canceled trae Tha Truth
King of the streets
And this a new one this year
Street's Advocate, nigga

I heard some niggas trippin'
What it is mayne bitch I'm a grown man
I ain't for playing games
A major factor in the city
That these niggas claim
And in a corner gangstas they
Yelling a nigga name
Some haters want me in the streets
Well what'cha waiting on?
You gone need more then paramedics


Try'na take me home
I'm goin' expose any character
Try'na play me wrong
I beat that ass outta order like you was
(Mike Jones) i heard the logic tell a fake
Niggas fall as he get
Well bitch I'm right here now they
Ain't gotta be dealing shit
These niggas mo' pussy then bitches
Who famous in flicks
These niggas sick the truth the
Only one issue in hit's
I heard it's mercies, just give me a reason
And I see something through that household
That rep when you leasing
It's me against the world I'm
Feeling like I'm Michael Vick
The industry don't wanna see the truth
Tell them niggas to quit
I ain't a Rap-A-Lot no mo'
Records serving the rabbit
But me and Jay Brothers for life
Fuck with him and I'm scraping
First nigga track goin' be an
Example ya think we slacking
This ABN rap-A-Lot Mafia
Bitch what's happenin'
I went to sleep and woke up
With the same vision as Pac
And let this unified go
And re-incorated the block
I rep the streets cause I'm the king
And niggas know I'm in it
These niggas rap about the hood but
Me I go up in it
Tell the media fuck they camera
I ain't photogenic
But picture this standing out on
Some four doors and tinted
See I expose them in the light
Then I damage they image
With these gorillas pumping something
The color of spinach
My street credibility straight
It ain't nothing to fix
I did a show running my man
Told em copy my brick fuck a case
These bullets will drop of a snitch
So let em know the hood I be
I be hopping this bitch

That's the realest shit I ever wrote, nigga
(Why they keep on calling my name?)
You know, i don't know what the fuck
They been sleeping on
(Why they keep on calling my name?)
I feel like I need to slap they ass across
The head and wake em back up this year
(Why they keep no calling my name?)
You know, I ain't gotta jock no album, huh
I gotta drop mixtapes in days
(Why they keep no calling my name?)
You know I am commonly
It this goin be how I feel
Like being in a tentery i'm on some
I'm on some real nigga shit right now
You know all these bugs gotta take care
Move them out the fuckin' way
Streets Advocate is here
I don't think they even wanna see me mayne
Fuck this, they don't wanna see me period
Well get'cha best of the best mayne
Ya favorite rapper i'm out of here
Tell them niggas find me in the hood mayne
No telling what a nigga got going on
But oh yeah if you don't know, nigga
It bout to be a muthafuckin' problem
The Truth is on the way holla at me
Ayyo, Boss i think we need to pull
Out the forum on swangs i made history homie
Ha Ha Ha fuck with us, nigga
King of the muthafuckin' streets
I'm just now starting to
Have my muthafuckin' fun, nigga
The Street's Advocate, nigga ha Ha
Why they keep on calling my name? Cheyah!