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Dre - Street Talk(freestyle) Lyrics

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Dre - Street Talk(freestyle) Lyrics




I wake up early in the morning, grab the strap (Grab the strap)
Lame bitches talking sh*t they gone get smacked (Gone get whacked)
From the murder mitten all I speak is facts (And thats rap)
No f*cking Cap

Wake up early in the morning see the bag
Yo n*gga calling but I had to call him back
Cut him off cause he was getting too attached (F*ck is that)
That sh*t was wack

I wake up early in the morning, grab a stack
Phone jumpin you the plug I answer that
Ain't no love in these streets just all rats
And when they took Jo it was all wraps
Watch my Muva break down on the steps
Sh*t hurt me but I guess its gods plan
If I learn who did this sh*t they won't get a pass
Cause ima up the mag and spray it on they a** (Yeah on they a**)
Took too many loses sh*t I had to double back
I need a man, F*ck that sh*t I need a plan
F*ck a lame b*tch if she think that she my friend
I ain't playin, on Jo i'll beat her a**
Girly won't do sh*t when she see me with her man
Im just playing (I'm just saying sh*t)
You can have him back, Driving that cheap a** scat 40 thou you let him smack b*tch you trash
(B*tch you trash)
How you a real b*tch but you tellin on yo mans
How you a real n*gga poppin percs to make It stand
Lone wolf through this b*tch, Cold world don't trust a man but myself

I wake up early in the morning, grab the strap (Grab the strap)
Lame bitches talking sh*t they gone get smacked (Gone get whacked)
From the murder mitten all I speak is facts (And thats rap)
No f*cking Cap

Wake up early in the morning see the bag
Yo n*gga callin yea I call him back
Cut him off cause he was getting too attached
That sh*t was wack

B*tches all up in my circle they some snakes
Pray to god he keep these bitches out my face
Think ima demon cause I got that yellow tape
Pray to god he keep these b*tches out my face
Cause if he dont I might just catch a f*ckin case
You f*ck with boy but he be all up in my face
All on my insta with the comments and them faces
Tell boy f*ck him I don't want no damn relations
I rather have you and yo problems for the taken
Cause you my baby I don't need no damn replacement
We can go and get this bag f*ck the basics, F*ck around and let you drown cause it's amazing

I wake up early in the morning, grab the strap (Grab the strap)
Lame bitches talking sh*t they gone get smacked (Gone get whacked)
From the murder mitten all I speak is facts (And thats rap)
No f*cking Cap

Wake up early in the morning see the bag (See the bag)
Yo n*gga calling yea I call him back (Call em back)
Cut him off cause he was getting too attached (To attached)
That sh*t was wack

Mmm yeah that sh*t was wack (I up the strap)
Mmm yeah that sh*t was wack (Ain't backin back)
You know that sh*t was wack (Upped it on her ass)
You know that sh*t was wack (Yeahhhh mmmm)
Its the Street Talks
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I wake up early in the morning, grab the strap (Grab the strap)
Lame bitches talking sh*t they gone get smacked (Gone get whacked)
From the murder mitten all I speak is facts (And thats rap)
No f*cking Cap

Wake up early in the morning see the bag
Yo n*gga calling but I had to call him back
Cut him off cause he was getting too attached (F*ck is that)
That sh*t was wack

I wake up early in the morning, grab a stack
Phone jumpin you the plug I answer that
Ain't no love in these streets just all rats
And when they took Jo it was all wraps
Watch my Muva break down on the steps
Sh*t hurt me but I guess its gods plan
If I learn who did this sh*t they won't get a pass
Cause ima up the mag and spray it on they a** (Yeah on they a**)
Took too many loses sh*t I had to double back
I need a man, F*ck that sh*t I need a plan
F*ck a lame b*tch if she think that she my friend
I ain't playin, on Jo i'll beat her a**
Girly won't do sh*t when she see me with her man
Im just playing (I'm just saying sh*t)
You can have him back, Driving that cheap a** scat 40 thou you let him smack b*tch you trash
(B*tch you trash)
How you a real b*tch but you tellin on yo mans
How you a real n*gga poppin percs to make It stand
Lone wolf through this b*tch, Cold world don't trust a man but myself

I wake up early in the morning, grab the strap (Grab the strap)
Lame bitches talking sh*t they gone get smacked (Gone get whacked)
From the murder mitten all I speak is facts (And thats rap)
No f*cking Cap

Wake up early in the morning see the bag
Yo n*gga callin yea I call him back
Cut him off cause he was getting too attached
That sh*t was wack

B*tches all up in my circle they some snakes
Pray to god he keep these bitches out my face
Think ima demon cause I got that yellow tape
Pray to god he keep these b*tches out my face
Cause if he dont I might just catch a f*ckin case
You f*ck with boy but he be all up in my face
All on my insta with the comments and them faces
Tell boy f*ck him I don't want no damn relations
I rather have you and yo problems for the taken
Cause you my baby I don't need no damn replacement
We can go and get this bag f*ck the basics, F*ck around and let you drown cause it's amazing

I wake up early in the morning, grab the strap (Grab the strap)
Lame bitches talking sh*t they gone get smacked (Gone get whacked)
From the murder mitten all I speak is facts (And thats rap)
No f*cking Cap

Wake up early in the morning see the bag (See the bag)
Yo n*gga calling yea I call him back (Call em back)
Cut him off cause he was getting too attached (To attached)
That sh*t was wack

Mmm yeah that sh*t was wack (I up the strap)
Mmm yeah that sh*t was wack (Ain't backin back)
You know that sh*t was wack (Upped it on her ass)
You know that sh*t was wack (Yeahhhh mmmm)
Its the Street Talks
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Writer: D'Ahri G
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Length: 3:26
Written by: D'Ahri G

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