YG’z - Street Nigga lyrics

Straight uptown, the money earned in Mount V
I carry my tech nine, and troop with the YG'z
So when beef comes, I'm ready for war
Put a slug in my nigga and I settle the score
Like a tic for a tac
My gat bust the most caps
Killin' motherfuckers
Leave 'em dead with the alley cats
You feel brave dig a grave nigga
That's where you goin' faggot
Bodies bein' smothered with maggots
Punk nigga shouldn't act tough
Not even flex rough
I'll beat you till you black as a cocoa puff
Muthafucka I'm as real as they come
So, buckin' motherfuckers is a game
We'll play for fun
Gettin' wrecked wit a tech
Shakin' niggas knecks wet
Blood drippin' so bad, like a cortex
What you figure when you
Livin' by the trigger
That's how it is when your
Fuckin' wit a street nigga

Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die

Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die

I'm a street nigga, you wanna know why
Cause I could give a fuck
Whether you or me die
Bitch ass niggas better back
Up with da quickness play me the wrong way
I'll kill you like a sickness
Street Nigga to the baddest
My pants is saggin'
I'm down to catch a midnight dragon
Jus coolin' on the block so my Glock'll pop
More niggas in the head, even fuckin' cops
I got soldiers, 45 pistol holders
Stick up kids, and some doin' state bids
But fuck that, back to the subject
3rd and 4th street, the whole fuckin' YGz
Get fast doe, fuckin' wit much hoes
Damn the principle of school
And his honor role
I'mma street kid, so I got street smarts
Gettin' my A's and B's while
Troopin' on the sidewalk

Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die

Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die

Separated on one side
So we can just smoke each other
Fuck a brother love for one another
I gotta survive, playin' the street game
Splattering fuckin' brains
And sellin' some cocaine
A savage rate, indeed harsh
Hustle to get far
The devil got our minds all brainwashed
Some fall bait
Listen to the crackers and turf snake
And all it took was coffee and cupcakes
He's no longer a street nigga
But a confined nigga
A sittin' in a cell doin' time nigga
Rich fucks don't realize, acting civilized
I'd love to see the tears in Trump's eyes
When his mother was mugged, shit was bugged
And he thought it would be
Me speakin' to the judge
But he was wrong it was one of his own kind
A street nigga ain't hard to find

Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die

Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die
Do or die nigga, do or die