OJ Da Juiceman - Street Smart lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, street smart entertainment So ice entertainment, street smart n***a dawg Real talk, that's real spit trap money on deck man OJ [?] [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I was in the junior high with a bub of mids dawg Like a money or an eight then I got some big balls Got a pound of mid-grade sitting on my front seat Put a seat belt on it ride HOV I'm a hot young n***a I'm H O T Street smart young n***a no phd [?] the fifty-sixty-three little shawty that's me Fifty for one-five three for a qp Light off the cab mall baby I'm the best out here In a drop [?] cause prices get high In the school of hard knocks n***as selling hard rocks Kinder gardeners go to school weed in their lunchbox See I'm not a role model shawty cook that work Peer pressure young n***a come and hit this purp, yeah I got a trick up my sleeve got a five gram plate Quarter brick up my sleeve [Hook] I'm a n***a from the hood can't read real good But I can sell dope good I can sell weed good Didn't listen to my mama or the goddamn preacher On the low I got more money than the goddamn teacher I'm a street smart n***a didn't read no books Didn't take home economics but I sure can cook Eighteen for a whole, nine-five for a half Were good at English but great at math [Verse 2: ?] I got work for a worker I got purp for a smoker I'm not a goddamn role model I'm a motherf**ing hustler My name rang bells in the street cause I'm a G And if you didn't know n***a you should have asked about me My clientele on the [?] all the way to Boulder crest I'm a real street n***a, I ain't lying I'm a vet n***a ever disrespect Ima put it in his neck Six shots for zone six Ima show them who the best n***a should have wore his vest I don't know why he didn't Perpetrating like it hard, n***a must have thought i was tripping n***a I ain't ever slipping I'm ready like Rambo Ammunition long like the trees that you hang from n***a what you came for how can I explain for Riding in something new yeah i got my brain blown Yeah I like my beat low, how you like your work fool Hard or the whipped sh**, n***a it ain't even matter though [Hook] I'm a n***a from the hood can't read real good But I can sell dope good I can sell weed good Didn't listen to my mama or the goddamn preacher On the low I got more money than the goddamn teacher I'm a street smart n***a didn't read no books Didn't take home economics but I sure can cook Eighteen for a whole, nine-five for a half Were good at English but great at math [Verse 3: OJ Da Juiceman] They call me young Juice, I am the damn truth I'm ice water whipping dawg what about you? Nine [?] cars fruit loop chains Stupid, stupid colors in my pinky ring I'm not a role model I'm working with them things Street smart dawg and I can get it on planes Dropped out of school when I bought my first thing Eleven f**ing grade and it was ninety-nine mane Now several years later I'm that n***a in the tall [?] Ima crush their feelings when I pull out the [?] Now their feelings are all hurt, cause I'm rocking Prada shoes On the block with Gucci Mane y'all n***as ain't hear the news Neimen Marcus where I'm going shopping buying designer shoes If you [?] the work boss dammit I'll fire you But if your real street smart n***a I'll hire you Young juice man goddammit I'm fly too [Hook] I'm a n***a from the hood can't read real good But I can sell dope good I can sell weed good Didn't listen to my mama or the goddamn preacher On the low I got more money than the goddamn teacher I'm a street smart n***a didn't read no books Didn't take home economics but I sure can cook Eighteen for a whole, nine-five for a half Were good at English but great at math [Outro] Street smart n***a