Irv Da Phenom - Dumb Ass Kids lyrics

[Verse 1: Irv Da PHENOM!] Its Friday night again Im rollin' with my n***as Smoking Blunts and sippin' liquor on the way down Parallel Avenue with a bad attitude from livin' in that jungle Cocaine town Finna pull up to the snack pack right quick If you ain't notice where the bullsh** quite thick Looking for trouble, hoping to catch a scuffle Or maybe to pull a number from a bad light skinned b**h [Hook: ?] Then that's when we hear them sounds again Everybody hit the ground again We don't run, we just watch We make sure our partner not shot Then we back in traffic, Dumb Ass Kids Its warmin' up outside Can you handle the heat, feel like a hundred degrees Windows in our ride, roll down Hear the sound of the k**as in these streets like [Hook: Irv Da PHENOM!] (2x) Boy you better watch it and be careful where you roll Even though these streets on fire, n***as hearts still cold [Verse 2] The homie tell me, he got problems with this cat (You gon let him punk you like that?) You better fight that n***a Tell him to hit you up at the high school And we gonna be right behind you And make sure its fair and square Square up and then handle your business We pulled up, they pulled up, the odds is 4 to 1 The homies squared up but where did these extra punches come from Realized we was getting jumped and then jumped into action We some rowdy little n***as so one of us always packin' Except the homie that was packin' tonight just got knocked And the heater that he kept by his side just got dropped Then somebody in the crowd seen the pistol on the ground Full of rounds, picked it up and then pop! [Hook] And thats when we hear them sounds again Everybody hit the ground again Is that our gun, he just popped We make sure our partner not shot Then we back in traffic, Dumb Ass Kids It's warmin' up outside Can you handle the heat, feel like a hundred degrees Windows in our ride, roll down Hear the sound of the k**as in these streets like [Hook](2x) [Outro] Young brotha Go get you a summer time job Go back to school With some bread Ain't sh** out here in the streets But Dumb Ass Kids, and thats just what we was, Dumb Ass Kids I dont tell you this to think its cool Cause its not cool at all Luckily, most of the homies are still here I said most, Im blessed, I tell you the story to tell you Im blessed Ooh you tough, you cool, you are the sh** huh? Yeah they can't wait to put your cool black a** up under that jail n***a Or up in that Coffin But sh** I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't already know, you know You know just like we knew Just like we didn't listen cause we were stupid Old dumb a** kids, runnin' wild in the street sh** ain't cool n***a, sh** is not cool