Pitbulls lyrics

Street life had the kid fooled
But the kid called, skipped school just to lick jewels
Used to drive 'round til I get called
Big fools, couple broke gyal and they lick balls
Nev-never really kicked ball, pistols
I was in the battle with the pitbulls
I just wheel round in a big Porsche
Real life, used to roll round in a sh*t Ford

H-Hustle in my cell blud
Used to sell drugs in the jail with my cell blood
Ask around in my town blud I’m held up
I don’t go down but your girl does (dirty)
Think your bad but you're doing what a girl does
First time I gripped on the mash when I felt love (that Nina)
Even when you by yourself cuz
Blud, it ain’t nuttin, hold it up like a belt does
Brud-brudda with the bread cuz
On my ass once, brudda I don't bear cost
I see the feds undercover like a bed bug
Moth-motherf*cker with the bread cuz
Lost bread but I got the bread back
If I could akh, bring my brother from the dead back
Get back, watch where you step akh
See the get backs, might turn a brother jet black
Street life had the kid fooled
But the kid called, skipped school just to lick jewels
Used to drive 'round til I get called
Big fools, couple broke gyal and they lick balls
Nev-never really kicked ball, pistols
I was in the battle with the pitbulls
I just wheel round in a big Porsche
Real life, used to roll round in a sh*t Ford

Certain man said they’ll ride for you
But they wouldn’t street fight for you
That’s the street life for you
f*ck the world, keep the heater real tight to you
I just rise high and above man
I got bread in the safe, I don’t touch that
It’s like the world tryna bump man
The label try offer me a deal, I said f*ck that
I ain't never had no luck akh
It’s just me and my balls and this rucksack
If I get pulled then I’m f*cked akh
'nough times feds took the car, I took the bus back
Get a plan and stick to it
Or get a stick and plan with it
They knicked me with a flick knife
Thank god I never got knicked for what I did with it
I need to pray harder
I eat well and stay Marger
It’s tricky in the city gotta flicky if a don gets slippy, say nada
Burning my stress beef, got me thinking like murder like death
Burning my stress beef, got me sleeping with a burner like Stef

Street life had the kid fooled
But the kid called, skipped school just to lick jewels
Used to drive 'round til I get called
Big fools, couple broke gyal and they lick balls
Nev-never really kicked ball, pistols
I was in the battle with the pitbulls
I just wheel round in a big Porsche
Real life, used to roll round in a sh*t Ford