Zaytoven - Street n***az lyrics

I'm a street n***a, dog, everybody knows that So a hater get smashed, bond money on deck Gave my dog half a brick for a '73 donk Got that bullfrog yay, cause I know it's gon' jump I'm a real street n***a, do you understand me? I'm a walking bankroll, breezy, rubber-band me Red Monkeys on my a**, Gucci frames on my face Got that "Tony Tiger Kush," man, pimpin' smoke great Every time my phone ring, dog, it's eighteen-five Only problem that I have is what car I'm gon' drive Im a real street n***a, I ain't never had sh** Man, this chain 'round my neck cost four or five bricks I'm a street n***a, dog, I don't love no b**h I ain't talkin' to you, baby, 'less you buyin' ten bricks Bought an '06 Lamb' with the bu*terfly doors That's a quarter-million dollars gone, just to pull hoes (Chorus) I'm a street n***a, dog I'm a street n***a, dog You a street n***a, just like me I'm a street n***a, dog I'm a street n***a, dog No industry, I'm in these streets Im a street n***a, dog, hoes love my swag And the Jacob on my wrist, that's a drop-top Jag Bought a drop-top Vette, and a super-bad b**h "How much you think you worth?" 'Bout 95 bricks Way back in '94, it was 95 cents Now I'm 95 south, with an R&B b**h Every time I leave the house, bring at least ten grips Cause it's two or three stacks just to park my whips Got a small amount of n***as, but a large amount of clips And a blue Bent' Coupe same color as the Crips Mean mug on my face, n***a, ain't nothin funny 60 grand on the Jacob, n***a, time costs money Got a quarter million plate, that's eighteen blocks When the cops try to whip me, man, I ain't gon' stop Im a real street n***a, dog, I ain't gon' lie Bought a pound of Bubba Kush, just to get the clique high (Chorus) I'm a street n***a, dog, so I love my whip Car-jack a street n***a, that's how n***as get k**ed Im a street n***a, dog, so I love my block Paid a junkie three grand just to wash my drop Street n***as love me, and I love street n***as Got an out of town trap, come twice a week, n***a Im an East Atlanta vet, man, I ain't done yet b**hes standin' in line just to wipe my sweat If you make a good count,then you under good check Never beef with street n***as, dog, that's ya best bet Street n***as make a college b**h's panties so wet To a project b**h, I'm the best it's gon' get Street n***a of the year, dog, yeah, that's me Just to see my wrist twirl, man, it's eighteen G's Gucci eatin' real good, dog, what about you? Im a street n***a, dog, you a street n***a too? (Chorus)