lirik lagu screwly g & big slimey b - streets don’t sleep
[verse 1: screwly g]
pull up in the whip, forty rounds tucked under the seat, b~tch, don’t test
n~ggas talkin’ reckless, i don’t pause, i let it press
hit the block in broad daylight, leave your whole set stressed
i been runnin’ with the k!llers, every opp gon’ get addressed
stackin’ bricks, movin’ weight, catch a n~gga in the maze
f~ck a snitch, f~ck a lame, every move i make they praise
b~tch tried to slide, caught him in the cut, now he laid
blood stains on the floor, i don’t care who get playеd
roll deep with my dawgs, every corner got a lookout
shootеrs with the sticks, all these opps know what we about
pull a n~gga in the alley, pop a round, hear him shout
i don’t fold, i don’t hide, all these lames gon’ find out
trap jumpin’, v’s drippin’, streets call me the ghost
n~ggas talk about their ops, we been k!lling they most
shot the plug in the crib, left the bodies like a post
b~tch tried to run, hit her with a slug, now she toast
cops outside, i dip low, ride slow with the stick
every opp i see today, i make sure they don’t exist
stack my money high, count it while the opps p~ss
glock ready, clip steady, leave your homie dismissed
block hot, never stop, every night is a war
catch a n~gga slipping wrong, leave him bleedin’ on the floor
runnin’ from my set? nah, he won’t make it out the door
all these fake~ass n~ggas, i been hatin’ since before
[verse 2: big slimey b]
(grrah, bah, boom)
i been ridin’ through the city, fifty shots, leave him dead
f~ck a p~ssy~ass n~gga, put that iron to his head
all my shooters hungry, never scared, we goin’ fed
n~ggas switchin’ on me? leave ’em buried with the red
every block we step on, sh~t gon’ get hectic fast
pull up with the chopper, leave your homie in the grass
money on my mind, ice on my wrist, never last
f~ck your fake~ass clique, every move gon’ get surpassed
i been runnin’ with the demons, every night we never sleep
catch a n~gga in the cut, leave his ass in a heap
b~tch i don’t play no games, leave the opps countin’ sheep
every move calculated, never sloppy, never weak
hit him with a double, triple, leave him stretched out long
every l!ck i pull, i make sure the opps don’t belong
b~tch i came from gutter, now my wrist is so strong
every n~gga tryin’ test me, leave ’em catchin’ a song
pull up in the foreign, tinted windows, stick heavy
every opp that look at me wrong gon’ leave all sweaty
cops outside, i don’t fold, leave the streets messy
b~tch i run it, f~ck it, keep my shooters ready
slide through your block, make a play, leave ’em shook
every opp i see today, gon’ get a look
catch him slippin’ in the rain, leave his ass in the brook
money long, streets strong, yeah, i wrote the book
fifty rounds, glock loud, make the crowd scatter
f~ck a lame~ass rapper, leave him on the ladder
all these b~tches creepin’, leave ’em on the side, madder
i been movin’ weight, count the cake, leave ’em sadder
every opp i face today gon’ get smoked, no cap
i don’t fold, i don’t play, leave him flat on his back
street legend, everybody know, yeah, i snap
catch a n~gga in the alley, pop a round, no lack
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