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Street Cinema

Cousin cousin cousin, I'm pissy drunkin'

How 'bout I smack you snuff him and buss him

What then? Nothing, you gon' be shocked like stop

Your man laying there dropped other laying there shotThink not, what come the war burdens for certain

You be laying with no shirt in the dirt with blood squirting

Knocked out and stomped out with soles and timbs

Piss in your face, wake you up, and do the whole shit againSmack your men for jumping in, and get our rob on

Rock on pop gone long gone with your watch on

When cops swarm exit on some next shit

You with the paramedics, we on poles doing calisthenicsSo yo, get the fuck away from my car move back

Aiyyo dudes pop the hatch and get those two bats for these cats

That get that plus I'm to' from the flo' up, know what?

Dudes get off me chill let me go fuck that hold upStreet cinema, street cinematics, streets in it

Street scenery, ballers in the street running

Street cinema, street cinematics, streets in it

Street scenery, ballers in the street runningStreet cinema, street cinematics, streets in it

Street scenery, ballers in the street winningGetting rich off the street, feins in the street spinning

Many moves spent bent chocola sent

Moving more dimes a minute then sprint

If I recall, fuck 'em all the best way to ballNever stall with a hundred grand to break ya fall

Leather glove face smacking

Go gat waste packing, car burglars car jacking

Me I'm safe cracking and I'm still in it for life manBut life's a gamble right?

So everyday a niggas just rolling a dice man

Credit go where credit due, yo niggas is nice man

Know the game and they caught up in your "Where's my slice man?"

Shouldn't have to say it twice manSign of the rhymes

Money and marijuana if you ain't catch it the first time

Me and mine live and shine every segment on the regent

Coming hard until the jeans look pregnantStreet cinema, street cinematics, streets in it

Street scenery, ballers in the street running

Street cinema, street cinematics, streets in it

Street scenery, ballers in the street runningMarlon Brando weep concealed with three best the bill

Aiyo Kirk tell them chill each one wanna clench the bill, for real

Don't safe cracking resort to face tracking

Prints computer hacking, niggas skeet through the trackingRock a block packing, nigga stash yo ash

Either act like you know or you best go ask

See my Lex go past give niggas the whiplash

Class smoking grass until the whip crashedAt last who prays to God for talents to rhyme Lord?

Time is toured not poured like on the Concorde

Sit back and laugh, we made it baby shake gravy

Catch me on 180 with the Yankee Flip AveryYou sick baby 'cause niggas look different now

With tighter rhymes written hell niggas is living now

And we spitting like wow them kids is hot I need a dub

Nigga we see the love rock a block beat a bloodWe be in a club with girls V.I.P. smoking

Scoping now she open posing holding Trojans

This the life we got girls kissing the dice

Two keys for one rice probably fixing it twiceKicking down bikes they fall like dominos

Fifty in a row

Rock a block with that kinda dough

What?Street cinema, street cinematics, streets in it

Street scenery, ballers in the street running

Street cinema, street cinematics, streets in it

Street scenery, ballers in the street runningStreet cinema, street cinematics, streets in it

Street scenery, ballers in the street running

Street cinema, street cinematics, streets in it

Street scenery, ballers in the street runningYeah, Y-O in the mother

Sporty Thievz in the mother

Rock a block, shot callers

9-7 and beyond

And you know what?

That shit is trash

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