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Hahahahahaha, uh COUPE Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (See, now we don't give a fuck 'bout none 'round in this motherfucker), uh, uh, yeah Uh ('Cause you get money, you ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, you feel me?), uh, uh, uh, uh (But if you ain't get no money, nigga, you a got a motherfuckin' problem), uh, yeah Uh, uh, uh (And if you is gettin' money and you's a pussy nigga, that's a motherfuckin' problem), uh, uh, uh, yeah Uh ('Cause you got a nigga like me out here, nigga), uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm on yo' ass nigga, I don't play no games) Pull up in a all-black Impala four deep, me and my dawg creep We got one finna put his ass to sleep I don't think he seen me coming when I'm dumping hit 'em cross the street You know we get to stomping get to running who that at the street (Boom, boom, boom) That street sweeper That .223 that bitch gone hit 'em from his head to his feet That pussy nigga thought I was one of them other niggas nah i ain't sweet They must ain't told you, bitch I'm a gangsta Yes sir, I am from the streets (I'm from the streets) I don't have problems with none of my enemies they know what’s up with me (They know what's up with me) Pussy I'm known for terrorizing Got twenty four on my back I swear to God I really done caught hell 'bout it (Hell) Them bodies and I swear I keep it brick I cannot talk about it (Yeah) But only thing I do is pop my shit that’s how I talk about it (Yeah) I really don’t know nobody like my gang we really bout it Nigga step up to the plate I show you we against everybody You know you niggas don't wanna be dead don’t get beheaded Letras de canciones'Cause you know we ready and we four deep strapped up in Chevies Pull up in a all-black Impala four deep, me and my dawg creep We got one finna put his ass to sleep I don't think he seen me coming when I'm dumping hit 'em cross the street You know we get to stomping get to running who that at the street (Boom, boom, boom) That street sweeper That .223 that bitch gone hit 'em from his head to his feet That pussy nigga thought I was one of them other niggas nah i ain't sweet They must ain't you, told bitch I'm a gangsta Yes sir, I am from the streets (I'm from the streets) I don't have problems with none of my enemies they know what’s up with me (They know what's up) And we got choppas I come and show these pussy niggas they not a problem You know we gonna ride with these choppas (Choppas) You thought it was a biker gang (Yeah) Damn how we popped him He thought we was the Sniper Gang The money that I got, your money not the same When we step ready to smoke a nigga choo-choo train Smoke a nigga shit up like a chimney come down like grinch I'm feeling like I'm Santa when your ho get on my sleigh I pay your bitch rent just to find out where you lay It's money on your head, I know what I do, I don't play (I don’t play nigga) Yeah, this how I play (uh uh, do not play) Slimy (I don’t play nigga) Pull up in a all-black Impala four deep, me and my dawg creep We got one finna put his ass to sleep I don't think he seen me coming when I'm dumping hit 'em cross the street You know we get to stomping get to running who that at the street (Boom, boom, boom) That street sweeper That .223 that bitch gone hit 'em from his head to his feet That pussy nigga thought I was one of them other niggas nah i ain't sweet They must ain't told you, bitch I'm a gangsta Yes sir, I am from the streets (I'm from the streets) I don't have problems with none of my enemies they know what’s up with me (They know what's up) From Letras Mania