Street n*ggas lyrics

[Intro: Fredo Santana]
Street n*gga
Hell yeah I'm a street n*gga
Street n*gga

[Chorus: Fredo Santana & Ballout]
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas
Street n*gga, catch me in the streets n*gga (streets n*gga)
Stay wit' it, you know I got my heat n*gga (I keep it)
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas (street)
Street n*gga
Out here in the street n*gga (dummy)
Street n*gga
Sellin' every brick for cheap n*gga (bricks)
Hell yeah, (Fredo) we in the muhf*ckin' streets n*gga

[Verse 1: Fredo Santana]
Real street n*gga (what)
Nothing more and nothing less
If I go broke I'm robbin' everybody else (gimme dat)
f*ck a b*tch and hit the door
A hundred dollars on his head
Them killers comin' right at you
So please don't get left (shh)
.30s wit' beams on em (bop)
Man please watch your step
Only want the top baby girl, I don't want no sex
Only aim for tops, so f*ck n*gga f*ck yo vest
Only hang wit' 300, so f*ck n*gga f*ck yo set
And I only carry choppas, no hand guns so don't get wet
And we don't go by rules, you can call us young diplomats (we do)
And I been sellin' crack ever since I use to flip on mats (damn)
Lookin out for cops, in the grass I use to stash my packs (my packs)
[Chorus: Fredo Santana & Ballout]
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas
Street n*gga, catch me in the streets n*gga (streets n*gga)
Stay wit' it, you know I got my heat n*gga (I keep it)
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas (street)
Street n*gga
Out here in the street n*gga (dummy)
Street n*gga
Sellin' every brick for cheap n*gga (bricks)
Hell yeah, we in the muhf*ckin' streets n*gga

[Verse 2: Ballout]
Out here sellin' every brick for cheap n*gga
What you want, we in the muhf*ckin' streets n*gga
Whippin' up pies, I don't f*ck with weed n*gga
In the hood I'm the f*ckin' trick or treat n*gga
All the junkies in the hood f*ck with me n*gga
They even f*ckin' wash my car for free n*gga
Sometimes I give bags out for the free n*gga
Only if you only work with me n*gga
I'm a boss n*gga, I don't f*ck with cheap n*ggas
In the kitchen cookin' chickens smokin' Keisha
Or in traffic in that f*ckin' Beamer
'Member when we used to f*ckin steal steamers
[Chorus: Fredo Santana & Ballout]
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas
Street n*gga, catch me in the streets n*gga (streets n*gga)
Stay wit' it, you know I got my heat n*gga (I keep it)
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas (street)
Street n*gga
Out here in the street n*gga (dummy)
Street n*gga
Sellin' every brick for cheap n*gga (bricks)
Hell yeah, we in the muhf*ckin' streets n*gga

[Verse 3: Gino Marley]
Street n*gga, everyday in the streets n*gga (what)
Free work, so we let it go for cheap n*gga (work)
Never played the crib, always in the streets n*gga
Got bags off and under my eyes no sleep n*gga (nah)
Plug got it but he only trustin' me n*gga
Left my yams at folks crib its just some weed n*gga
Whole life changed when I started usin' dishes (what)
Whole life changed my uncle taught me how to whip it (skrt)
But you gotta do it right it's all in the mixing
Most my nights I spent up posted in the kitchen
But you gotta do it right it's all in the mixing
Most my nights I spent up posted water whippin'
[Chorus: Fredo Santana & Ballout]
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas
Street n*gga, catch me in the streets n*gga (streets n*gga)
Stay wit' it, you know I got my heat n*gga (I keep it)
Street n*gga
We some muhf*ckin' street n*ggas (street)
Street n*gga
Out here in the street n*gga (dummy)
Street n*gga
Sellin' every brick for cheap n*gga (bricks)
Hell yeah, we in the muhf*ckin' streets n*gga