I ran circles round these rap niggas
I had run the game with all the young trap niggas
Had a strap and a bag at a young age
Marijuana addiction to curve this gun rage
809 so if you want it we can gun slang
I'm just chillin like i'm sun maid under a sunshade
Got a ring on it like Beyonce
No pepper in my mouth but these bars picante, hombre
Put him up now these niggas acting nervous
I'm keeping my head down they starting riots on purpose
I'm doin what needs to be done, i'm pursuing money and love
They just looking for guns and drugs, they're not deeper than the surface
And it shows cuzz these niggas is all hoes
They talking out of they necks, I'm talking out the barrel
Keep sumn on me that knock you out yo apparel
And if you don want street shit than tell me why you here foe
This that street shit
They don't wan beef wit
Come get smoke kid
You can get treated
Heater get heated
No re-treating, glock just skeeted
This that street shit
Killed that beat bitch
Mission completed
Hear me speakin
I'm on offense
Yall play defense
Watch me tweak this
This that street shit
Why you always acting extra
You don got it together but wanna talk like u better
I'm counting up all this fedda, the cheddar so new it's wetter
Than everything you collecting, I'm several credits towards heaven
I'm speaking so pay attention my weapon don't need extension
I'm hittin foes by the second, I'm whippin switching directions
I'm pissed and it's a confession, that this is like middle sections
Wit sickness I'll puke in a second, but first I'm picking my weapon
Pussy niggas wanna catch me slippin
Yeaint catch me dippin
I was born crippin
It was in my blood now that's ironic idnit
I ain't politician. but I'm a politician
I cause different weather, it's a distant summer
We got that street shit. Come and get yo number
I got six flows. And a six foe
I'm like Travis and drizzy I'm goin sick mode
This that street shit
They don't wan beef wit
Come get smoke kid
You can get treated
Heater get heated
No re-treating, glock just skeeted
This that street shit
Killed that beat bitch
Mission completed
Hear me speakin
I'm on offense
Yall play defense
Watch me tweak this
This that street shit
AP Greed - Street 6ix Lyrics
AP Greed - Street 6ix Lyrics
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I ran circles round these rap niggas
I had run the game with all the young trap niggas
Had a strap and a bag at a young age
Marijuana addiction to curve this gun rage
809 so if you want it we can gun slang
I'm just chillin like i'm sun maid under a sunshade
Got a ring on it like Beyonce
No pepper in my mouth but these bars picante, hombre
Put him up now these niggas acting nervous
I'm keeping my head down they starting riots on purpose
I'm doin what needs to be done, i'm pursuing money and love
They just looking for guns and drugs, they're not deeper than the surface
And it shows cuzz these niggas is all hoes
They talking out of they necks, I'm talking out the barrel
Keep sumn on me that knock you out yo apparel
And if you don want street shit than tell me why you here foe
This that street shit
They don't wan beef wit
Come get smoke kid
You can get treated
Heater get heated
No re-treating, glock just skeeted
This that street shit
Killed that beat bitch
Mission completed
Hear me speakin
I'm on offense
Yall play defense
Watch me tweak this
This that street shit
Why you always acting extra
You don got it together but wanna talk like u better
I'm counting up all this fedda, the cheddar so new it's wetter
Than everything you collecting, I'm several credits towards heaven
I'm speaking so pay attention my weapon don't need extension
I'm hittin foes by the second, I'm whippin switching directions
I'm pissed and it's a confession, that this is like middle sections
Wit sickness I'll puke in a second, but first I'm picking my weapon
Pussy niggas wanna catch me slippin
Yeaint catch me dippin
I was born crippin
It was in my blood now that's ironic idnit
I ain't politician. but I'm a politician
I cause different weather, it's a distant summer
We got that street shit. Come and get yo number
I got six flows. And a six foe
I'm like Travis and drizzy I'm goin sick mode
This that street shit
They don't wan beef wit
Come get smoke kid
You can get treated
Heater get heated
No re-treating, glock just skeeted
This that street shit
Killed that beat bitch
Mission completed
Hear me speakin
I'm on offense
Yall play defense
Watch me tweak this
This that street shit
I had run the game with all the young trap niggas
Had a strap and a bag at a young age
Marijuana addiction to curve this gun rage
809 so if you want it we can gun slang
I'm just chillin like i'm sun maid under a sunshade
Got a ring on it like Beyonce
No pepper in my mouth but these bars picante, hombre
Put him up now these niggas acting nervous
I'm keeping my head down they starting riots on purpose
I'm doin what needs to be done, i'm pursuing money and love
They just looking for guns and drugs, they're not deeper than the surface
And it shows cuzz these niggas is all hoes
They talking out of they necks, I'm talking out the barrel
Keep sumn on me that knock you out yo apparel
And if you don want street shit than tell me why you here foe
This that street shit
They don't wan beef wit
Come get smoke kid
You can get treated
Heater get heated
No re-treating, glock just skeeted
This that street shit
Killed that beat bitch
Mission completed
Hear me speakin
I'm on offense
Yall play defense
Watch me tweak this
This that street shit
Why you always acting extra
You don got it together but wanna talk like u better
I'm counting up all this fedda, the cheddar so new it's wetter
Than everything you collecting, I'm several credits towards heaven
I'm speaking so pay attention my weapon don't need extension
I'm hittin foes by the second, I'm whippin switching directions
I'm pissed and it's a confession, that this is like middle sections
Wit sickness I'll puke in a second, but first I'm picking my weapon
Pussy niggas wanna catch me slippin
Yeaint catch me dippin
I was born crippin
It was in my blood now that's ironic idnit
I ain't politician. but I'm a politician
I cause different weather, it's a distant summer
We got that street shit. Come and get yo number
I got six flows. And a six foe
I'm like Travis and drizzy I'm goin sick mode
This that street shit
They don't wan beef wit
Come get smoke kid
You can get treated
Heater get heated
No re-treating, glock just skeeted
This that street shit
Killed that beat bitch
Mission completed
Hear me speakin
I'm on offense
Yall play defense
Watch me tweak this
This that street shit
Writer: Breanthony Paul
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