Sada Baby - Streets Of Rage lyrics

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Sada Baby - Streets Of Rage lyrics

[Intro] I'll tell you 'bout a Young ni**a from the (My ni**a Lee, I think we got another one) b*tch, I'm from that way [Chorus] I'll tell you 'bout a cold-ass ni**a from the trap I ain't never learned how to hold back I ain't never spent no time on no b*tch (Naw) Spent no dimes on no b*tch (Naw) Told no lies on no b*tch I ain't never seent you ni**as in the trap, hmm Tell me where the fu*k it's at? You ain't never spend no bands on a brick Put your hands on a brick Hit your mans with a split [Verse] You ain't never spend no bands on a brick Put your hands on a brick Put your mans on a lick That ni**a ain't no boss, he a trick With his— ayy ni**a ain't no boss, he a trick Gon' end up dead, keep on thinkin' with his dick Ah, I said that ni**a ain't no boss, he a trick Gon' end up dead, keep on thinkin' with his dick, huh 31 just came home with that sh*t, huh 31 just left thе road with that sh*t, huh 55, get back gang AKA throw the first lick Put some monеy on your neighbors and the people that you work with I ain't never seent you ni**as in the hood Who the fu*k done told you it was good? I ain't never seent you ni**as on the block You don't know sh*t 'bout Block, type of ni**a get you shot I ain't ever seent you ni**as on the corner, huh You don't, you don't never hit the girl like it's your daughter, huh You don't, you don't never got the strap with one up top You don't never got the chop, you won't let that b*tch rock (Naw) Got the rifle same size Kid L with the baby chop Beat the dope, got the kid smell You ain't never, never ran up your watch Stack it all, put it up a lot Threw the ice up in your watch, huh You ain't never made a bad b*tch do that sh*t for free Ain't no P, but I'll guarantee she gon' give me a fee I'm from the East, off the E's I'm from the East, I'm, off the E's, uh, huh b*tch, I'm from the East with that sh*t up in my system Ah, I came from the East with that sh*t off in my system Break my foot off in your ho, yeah, break my foot off all up in her Shoot a slimy snake ni**a, make his ass leak that venom Huh, b*tch, I'm from that way, don't know what to say to ni**as— hold on, huh b*tch, I'm from that way, don't know what to say to ni**as who ain't from there, huh If you pull down, huh, you might get killed up there, huh Put a whole thing together, traphouse Build-A-Bear, huh That yopper shock a ni**a, they thought Silkk was here, huh Silkk the Shock 'em with the bop, the opps gon' feel it, yeah Huh, took two to the body, must've thought that we was finished, huh Hundred on this b*tch, tried to tell him the outcome gon' be different Hundred on this b*tch, tried to tell him the outcome gon' be different Go in your mouth when it's 'bout my business, ni**as I'm around is all criminals ni**as I'm around is all killers and drug dealers with no feelings Made my rounds to his house, I'ma take rounds to his house, them b*tches go around through his house, hmm Curve a hollow like this Wanted, extra fire on opponent MAC-10 DeMar DeRozan, b*tch ain't Elsa, but I'm frozen Eddie Murphy with it on me, she eat my childs like they golden You see that wish and ain't pokin', I bet that b*tch'll leave you open Hmm, nah, nah ni**a, you ain't never been involved in no real war You ain't got no ni**as 'round you that you'll kill for Ah, huh, killer instinct, Skuba Kilgore Ask the stone, streets of rage, I get paid, leave sh*t ablaze In the field with a blade, steel with me, that's my baby In the field with a blade, steel with me, go brazy She be ready when you ain't [Chorus] I'll tell you 'bout a cold-ass ni**a from the trap I ain't never learned how to hold back I ain't never spent no time on no b*tch (Naw) Spent no dimes on no b*tch (Naw) Told no lies on no b*tch I ain't never seent you ni**as in the trap, hmm Tell me where the fu*k it's at? You ain't never spend no bands on a brick Put your hands on a brick Hit your mans with a split