Street n*ggaz lyrics

[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Street n*gga, been a hitter, get up with you real quick
Haters always talkin' sh*t until I pull up with that MAC
Put that gun to your head, now I got you b*tches scared
Lay it down right now while I rob you for your bread
Street n*gga, been a hitter, get up with you real quick
Haters always talkin' sh*t until I pull up with that MAC
Put that gun to your head, now I got you b*tches scared
Lay it down right now while I rob you for your bread

[Verse 1: T-Rock]
Is it the hoes I be f*ckin', is it the money we flex?
Make haters wanna dethrone me, but they ain't conquered me yet
Foot on the neck of my enemy, you'll be under me next
They question if I am lyrically an anomaly, yes
I'm ready to rob n*ggas if I gotta, suckas with a lotta finna meet the chopper
I'm duckin' enemies by they collars, if it's over dollars, hit 'em with the lava
Murderous tendencies runnin' through a n*gga mental, make me wanna do a slaughter
Hideous energies, I release 'em, lay a n*gga down, smack 'em with the yoppa
Look, you are not a killer, you a jobber, n*gga
How the f*ck them suckers gonna rob the robber, n*gga?
Times is hard and that'll make a murderer harder, n*gga
I'm a 211 veteran, highly sharp gorilla

[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Street n*gga, been a hitter, get up with you real quick
Haters always talkin' sh*t until I pull up with that MAC
Put that gun to your head, now I got you b*tches scared
Lay it down right now while I rob you for your bread
Street n*gga, been a hitter, get up with you real quick
Haters always talkin' sh*t until I pull up with that MAC
Put that gun to your head, now I got you b*tches scared
Lay it down right now while I rob you for your bread
[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
Follow me into my wicked maze, get skinned alive and set ablaze
Hanibal the cannibal, human flesh has an acquired taste
Damn, I'm crazed and you'd be amazed how many Lord has slayed
Bore, fried, baked, flambéed, and then I lick the plate
Grind down teeth and then I feed ya to the wild boars
When I'm runnin' out of bodies, then I rob corpses from the morgue
Biological weapon, deadly as nuclear warheads
Better take up under your bed 'cause you won't make it to the med
Follow me now, they'll find pieces all over the house
With your ass bleedin' out, then I make some f*ckin' n*gga sauce
Throw your head like Joe Montana when I'm full of Tony Montana
f*ck a goddamn stocking, n*ggas' heads hangin' from my mantle

[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Street n*gga, been a hitter, get up with you real quick
Haters always talkin' sh*t until I pull up with that MAC
Put that gun to your head, now I got you b*tches scared
Lay it down right now while I rob you for your bread
Street n*gga, been a hitter, get up with you real quick
Haters always talkin' sh*t until I pull up with that MAC
Put that gun to your head, now I got you b*tches scared
Lay it down right now while I rob you for your bread

[Verse 3: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Robbin' and mobbin', Skinny stay strizzapped with that K
Give me some before I put some holes in your face
Get on the floor and tell your b*tch to take me to the safe
Drop off the pounds, b*tch n*gga, drop off them K's, b*tch n*gga
Gloves on my f*ckin' hands, ski mask on my skull
Where the keys to the whip? Twenty G's in the glove
Yellow in the refrigerator, jewelry in the dresser
"His pockets broke as hell, Pimp," shoot that motherf*cker
Robbers, we hang in the North Memphis area
Throw his bloody body in an old-ass Chevy truck
n*gga should have known that I'm skinny, but I'm dangerous
Cliqued up with the Manson Family, b*tch, it's Heltah Skeltah
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Street n*gga, been a hitter, get up with you real quick
Haters always talkin' sh*t until I pull up with that MAC
Put that gun to your head, now I got you b*tches scared
Lay it down right now while I rob you for your bread
Street n*gga, been a hitter, get up with you real quick
Haters always talkin' sh*t until I pull up with that MAC
Put that gun to your head, now I got you b*tches scared
Lay it down right now while I rob you for your bread
Street n*gga, been a hitter, get up with you real quick
Haters always talkin' sh*t until I pull up with that MAC
Put that gun to your head, now I got you b*tches scared
Lay it down right now while I rob you for your bread