Tytuł: Street niggaz

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