Mr. Marcelo - I'm a Street n***a lyrics

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Mr. Marcelo - I'm a Street n***a lyrics

[Hook: Z-Ro] I'm a street n***a, from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet n***a Ery'time I get drove, they bring out the white sheets n***a Ain't nothing, weak around here f** over me, if you wanna go to sleep around here I'm a street n***a, from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet n***a I'll blow your a** away, if you reach n***a Y'all, don't want none My n***a Mr. Marcelo, repping that 'Nolia he ain't never been no hoe [Mr. Marcelo] I'm Young 'Celo, ghetto real smooth criminal Five foot six from the bricks, b**h I been a fool Been a jacker been a hustler, been a soldier And ain't sh** changed, you could catch me in the 'Nolia Snow for the low, you can get it for the retail Anything I can't move, I re-cook and re-sell G'eah, I keep my mind on my grind And my nine in my waist, in case I see a funny sign You know, cause my eyes stay open For you n***as who be scoping, when I'm floating through the city Young 'Celo, puffing on sticky Sipping on Henny, n***a toting one-fitty Come get with me, b**h n***a I dare ya Homie you're pure p**y, b**h n***a I smell ya My pistol ain't with me, lil' homie it's on me On me in the waist, for you lil' boys trying to harm me Before I'm caught slipping, Lord catch me with that tommy I'm in the streets n***a, real deep n***a [Hook] [Mr. Marcelo] Yeah I ride black, ice even round my neck Black 4-5, black talons up in that Walk that talk that, spit that kick that Real sh** trill sh**, whenever Brick in this b**h My hood n***as, say the rap game missed me But I beef and make it pop, and lose weight like Missy I jack n***as for mine, so I get it dirt cheap Showing move like T.I., this did in a week You can bullsh** with rap, if you want to mo'f**ers I ain't no rapper, homie I'm just a hustler When Hurricane Katrina came, blew my hood down I packed up stacked up, and took it to H-Town Now I get my hustle on, cup full of drank You don't think that pistol on me, homie think what you think But if I reach for my piece, somebody gon be laying in the street And I guaruntee, it won't be me [Hook]