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featuring X-1
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Chorus(x2):
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[All] Street niggaz
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[Sticky Fingaz] Gettin' high all the time
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[All] Street niggaz
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[Sticky Fingaz] Fuck beef and draw the nine
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[All] Street niggaz
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[Sticky Fingaz] Always yellin' fuck the cops
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[All] Street niggaz
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[Sticky Fingaz] We the niggaz that call the shots
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[X-1]
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Street niggaz love to flip, puttin' slugs in clips
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While in out with Bloods and Crips, on some shit
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Leavin' you ripped is totally sick
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I sue pricks on mysterious trips, makin' serious chips
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You on a curious a trip way out of your whack
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Blow you out of your back, the game of crack, how 'bout that?
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Holdin' my aim, with ways to wreck
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Never know what to expect
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Respect a hole in you chest
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My mind is set, it's time for death, rewind your steps
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The way that I'm doin' you is everyday screwin' you
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Off the top
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Make money off of rocks
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On and off the block, bouncin' off on cops
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Whose the next street star? Kid, you love to be next
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But it's X-1, kid, in the ?'lux Relex?
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Wit' a ghetto type style
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Heat for beef that we can settle right now
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Street Niggaz
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Chorus(x2)
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[Fredro Starr]
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Street niggaz spend they lasts on weed
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Smoke to the ropes
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Dead broke, some flip coke, sell soap
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Bust four guns, off the roof, trick
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Overproof, roll dice, stick niggaz for ice, up all night
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Everyday niggaz gambalin', pumpin' drugs, scrambalin'
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My nigga got shot, that same spot you standin' in
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Bitch nigga hate, rich nigga sniff for Eight, suffocate
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Jail nigga liftin' weights, fuck the Jake
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We brake laws, snuffin' motherfuckas, breakin' drawers
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Robbin' liquor stores
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?Rubbin'? ghetto niggaz dirty drawers
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Never hesitate to bass, kick your fuckin' ass
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Fuck work, nigga take cash
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Wit' the quick ???
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Open cases, wit' razors
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They open faces
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Paid niggaz got guns wit' lasers, Sky pagers
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Chrome rims and loud systems
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So what the light? You make the white
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People listen you five days out the prison
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We...
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Chorus(x2)
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[Sonsee]
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Street niggaz have your shit pushed back, plush act
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Bust jacks out the windowplex, and lust that
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We back, we at the place, contact react
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Call back, be on the concrete flat, we stomp cats
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For violation of ???, whichever come first
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Love for money could hurt, it's a thirst, we splurge
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In Suburbans, to niggaz deep, want pissy early
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Swervin', packin' big power, maxin' six hours
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Up in the Expo, ?E bowel?
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For beef, the heat, the vowel
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Caught up in them street showers
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Buckun' the same clips, fuckin' the same chicks
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The game sticks, so remain slick or get slain quick
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Street niggaz regulatin'
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Doe and hoes and North states, and flip whips
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High speed car chases
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The inner belly beast dwellin'
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Born and raised, extortin' for days
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Leavin' motherfuckers more than grazed
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Chorus(x2)
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[Sticky Fingaz]
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I'm a street nigga
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Fuck wit' me, ya shot in the brains
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They call me Sticky Fingaz, how you think I got my name?
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This is not a game, kid I know my math
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I walk around wit' my pants hangin' off my ass
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I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
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The nigga here's to rugged
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I pull out my dick and take a piss in public
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Smokin' weed, drinkin' brew, that's all I do
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Fuck bitches, get money, was all I knew
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Police in the rearview, always runnin' my plates
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I kept one poker face and a gun in my waist
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Off safety, cock, wit' one in the head
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You first nigga frontin' gettin' dropped wit' one in the head
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I got no respect for life
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My mom's on drugs
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You scared to look me in the eyes, I roll wit' nothin' but thugs
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I'm so trife
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Hope I can live another night
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And I fear no man, I swear on my mother's life
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'Cuz I'm a...
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[All] Street nigga
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Chorus (without first 'all' sentence)
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[All]Street Niggaz (faded)
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Street Nigguz
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