InDaStreet lyrics

[Intro]
Ya, aye man you know like man
That moonrock will have a n*gga rocking in the motherf*cker mane
If what it is, then that's how it go, f*ck it
Life is life
Guns is guns
b*tches is b*tches
You know and pus*y n*ggas they always going to be pus*y n*ggas, you know
So that's just part of that

[Hook]
You get some money
These n*ggas wanna play
You pull up and shoot that sh*t up (Yeah)
The hoe wanna f*ck you catch her late night and gone head and get your di*k sucked (Uh, uh)
These n*ggas wanna play I drop it off and make a n*gga get his whole blocks spent (Yeah)
AK-47 drum on a b*tch blow up your whole 'partment (Yeah, n*gga)
Y'all n*ggas ain't in the streets (What)
On the block b*tch i'm in da streets (Do it)
Y'all pus*y n*ggas industry (I do it)
And I ain't a f*cking wannabe (Naw)
All you pus*y n*ggas wanna be (Wannabe)
Yeah you wanna be a gangsta rap ass gangsta n*ggas ain't no gangsta (Naw)

[Verse 1]
Yeah your momma raised a pus*y n*gga soft ass n*gga you a wanksta (Yeah)
I am in the streets toting the chopper with the young n*ggas yeah we dangerous (You know it)
I might catch a little b*tch lacking
Know ya hoe it’s a action (Uh, huh)
Lights camera action
You want some smoke slimeball bout action (Say what?)
I got the stick huh (I got that stick huh)
I heard you’s a b*tch huh (I heard you's a b*tch huh)
Ya b*tch wanna come and suck di*k huh (Uh huh, oh yeah)
I'm shooting this stick I don't miss huh (Yeah, brr, brr brr)
You know me I'm all about like all type of f*ckery (Yeah, f*ckery)
[Hook]
You get some money
These n*ggas wanna play (Get some money)
You pull up and shoot that sh*t up
The hoe wanna f*ck you catch her late night and gone head and get your di*k sucked (Get your di*k sucked)
These n*ggas wanna play I drop it off and make a n*gga get his whole blocks back (Yeah)
AK-47 drum on a b*tch blow up your whole apartment
Y'all n*ggas ain't in the streets (In the streets)
On the block b*tch i'm in the streets (In the streets)
Y'all pus*y n*ggas industry (Industry)
And I ain't a f*cking wannabe (Naw)
All you pus*y n*ggas wanna be (Wannabe)
Yeah you wanna be a gangsta rap ass gangsta n*ggas ain't no gangsta (Naw, n*gga)

[Verse 2]
Take a n*gga b*tch real fast (Real fast)
Get a n*gga killed real fast (Yeah)
Hit a lick for hunnid band, chop it down split up wit my brudda
Ain’t no switching up on nun of my bruddas, my n*gga know I ain’t switching colors (Naw)
b*tch I bang only one color (One color)
b*tch I'm red n*gga none other (Naw)
It ain’t red n*gga then ya dead (Dead)
You ain't Paradise boy ya scared (pus*y)
b*tch we in the street where these n*ggas ain’t beef hell nah they don't beef (Naw, they dont' beef)

[Interlude]
They don't beef
What that is right there dog? (There that stick, tho)
Yeah, ya
[Hook]
You get some money
These n*ggas wanna play
You pull up and shoot that sh*t up (Uh huh)
The hoe f*ck you catch her late night and gone head and get your di*k sucked (It do)
These n*ggas wanna play I drop it off and make a n*gga get his whole blocks spent (Do that)
AK-47 drum on a b*tch blow up your whole apartment (Yeah, n*gga)
Y'all n*ggas ain't in the streets (What)
On the block b*tch i'm in the streets (Yeah)
Y'all pus*y n*ggas industry (Uh huh)
And I ain't a f*cking wannabe (Naw)
All you pus*y n*ggas wanna be (Wanna be)
Yeah you wanna be a gangsta rap ass gangsta n*ggas ain't no gangsta (Naw)

[Outro]
I'm sick of all these muh f*ckin' rap gangstas. You n*ggas ain't even no gangstas. They gone, they need, god damn. God damn, umm, umm. Put the umm. The street test on y'all n*gga. Make that muh f*cka, make beat one time