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lirik lagu mo p. (stl) - clear tha street

[intro]

sh~t you seen that n~gga
da f~ck he on (da f~ck)
i don’t know what the f~ck he got going (on mama)
but that n~gga is hot
ain’t know why (ain’t sh~t n~gga)
(come find it n~gga)
[?] up
(don’t go here n~gga)
say no more
so don’t know who the f~ck i’m talking to
dude

[verse]

i clear the street (i clear the street)
hit the block fully clear know it’s me (law law law)
f~ck you gone do if i’m at both ends of the street (both ends)
n~ggas stop driving slow i’ll beat the seat switch yo 23
(you know it, head tappers go)
slap t be moving fours to coast to coast on the way to the east
(ah, ahhh)
they street backwindow go make chop’s spike on west flow i’ma fleek (you know it)
g27 chunky had to switch trade a g17 (law, l~l~law)
30 beadlock kept the switch (you know it)
max from north of lawrenceburg we trap~activist they steel a whips
(ah, ahhh)
that’s h~lla whips two scatties sitting at the spot probably catchin sh~t (that’s h~lla whips)
dual mag sitting on the side of the five~six that’s an extra clip
(got dual mag)
dude ass got hit up with some hot sh~t now they selling fits
(he got hit up)
got yo dumb~ass dropped speak on mo p. and you sit in p~ss
[bridge]

n~gga, you think this sh~t a game (you think this sh~t a game)
they split sh~t five~six kick graze headshot hit he’s brain
(bahh, bahh, bahh)
still switch the cribs too warm and meet me up to still spit flames
four~five gen 5 with the b~tton 19inch key switch the frame
(you beamed)

[verse]

the jokes up i get close up
blow five from the blacked out float up (float on up)
d~ck troopers ain’t on sh~t with this whip
get close hit the shoulder (i swear to god)
flying down king’s highway had to pull over i smell the motor
(really a heater)
360 shots you in the oven boy you dumb~ass rollin’ (his ass g~y)
get to the competition taz don’t chase because we already rollin’
fraydo inside the whip let the backwindow down i hear ’em over
(get shot)
30 clock pursuits slept in the whip didn’t like state troopers trollin’
fishbowl hike to court bro (glee, ta, tay) they can tell it was stolen
(ya mama)

[outro]
tappers
i really smack (i really smack)
you in the store see me feet up and hear the glass
(oh he got sweep)
boy you’re a rat, be here with nick i really tap
(bahh, bahh, bahh)
try to go live on that one day
n~ggas really don’t want gun play
i get the low on a sunday then you dying on a monday
how could you troll a tap
my only mode is clap
i hear his people drop the muscle pizzy sold a zap (he’s dumb)
free money mr. krab he whip up secret potion crack
oh yeah he still a tap

the f~ck going on n~gga
the f~ckin’ tappers n~gga
n~ggas really f~cking dying

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