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Mel Love - Street Sweeper Lyrics



Mel Love - Street Sweeper Lyrics




I got that check nigga yea I got that check
Said you bout that life yea ima check
Where I'm from the real killers don't rest
They jus get to squeezing Dumping at ya neck
Walking through the scene bullet proof vest
Since a youngin I was always catching wreck
Servin white had the fiens on deck
I don't chase my dreams I jus chase a check

Get that bag nigga yea get that bag
Always see me first never see me last
Last purchase I jus copped the new jag
Pull up to the scene all these haters mad
Street sweeper Off the reaper I might blow ya block up
Saw ya mans up in traffic & he gave the drop up
Make it 98 pure so these fiens cop up
Call up hect one time & he get the job done
He gone get the job done, then perk gone rob one
Never say that I'm lacking cause I always got one
Hitting the opps .. crack in my sock
24/7 I was down on the block
Bussing them traps & hitting them licks
I was 13 when I got my first brick
I was 13 when I got my first brick
Blowing a bag .. making it back
Grinding everyday I'm stuck in the trap
Grabbed a foreign doin the dash
Rule number 1 never sleep with the stash
Rule number 1 never sleep with the stash

I got that check nigga yea I got that check
Said you bout that life yea ima check
Where I'm from the real killers don't rest
They jus get to squeezing Dumping at ya neck
Walking through the scene bullet proof vest
Since a youngin I was always catching wreck
Servin white had the fiens on deck
I don't chase my dreams I jus chase a check

Hit a lick & you know I'm off the shits
Check the score cause you know we don't miss
Touching beans counting 50s
Keep that strap if you in my city
Flew to the A & made it back
All up in Lenox we blowing them racks
VIP they showing love
Still got my strap inside the club
Another city I'm blowing that bag
If ain't 10 bands then its not my tab
Yea
Through the backend I need that f*cking check
I'm on ya block without no f*cking vest
Get that check nigga yea get that check
He wanted beef well nigga come n step
Come & find me we never ducking wreck
First class we flying private jets
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English

I got that check nigga yea I got that check
Said you bout that life yea ima check
Where I'm from the real killers don't rest
They jus get to squeezing Dumping at ya neck
Walking through the scene bullet proof vest
Since a youngin I was always catching wreck
Servin white had the fiens on deck
I don't chase my dreams I jus chase a check

Get that bag nigga yea get that bag
Always see me first never see me last
Last purchase I jus copped the new jag
Pull up to the scene all these haters mad
Street sweeper Off the reaper I might blow ya block up
Saw ya mans up in traffic & he gave the drop up
Make it 98 pure so these fiens cop up
Call up hect one time & he get the job done
He gone get the job done, then perk gone rob one
Never say that I'm lacking cause I always got one
Hitting the opps .. crack in my sock
24/7 I was down on the block
Bussing them traps & hitting them licks
I was 13 when I got my first brick
I was 13 when I got my first brick
Blowing a bag .. making it back
Grinding everyday I'm stuck in the trap
Grabbed a foreign doin the dash
Rule number 1 never sleep with the stash
Rule number 1 never sleep with the stash

I got that check nigga yea I got that check
Said you bout that life yea ima check
Where I'm from the real killers don't rest
They jus get to squeezing Dumping at ya neck
Walking through the scene bullet proof vest
Since a youngin I was always catching wreck
Servin white had the fiens on deck
I don't chase my dreams I jus chase a check

Hit a lick & you know I'm off the shits
Check the score cause you know we don't miss
Touching beans counting 50s
Keep that strap if you in my city
Flew to the A & made it back
All up in Lenox we blowing them racks
VIP they showing love
Still got my strap inside the club
Another city I'm blowing that bag
If ain't 10 bands then its not my tab
Yea
Through the backend I need that f*cking check
I'm on ya block without no f*cking vest
Get that check nigga yea get that check
He wanted beef well nigga come n step
Come & find me we never ducking wreck
First class we flying private jets
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Performed By: Mel Love
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Mel Love

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