Streetwalker
38 Plays
•05 May 2022
My hustle game is always been hard Until I started doing crack heroin and all those shards And that's when all this shit starts When I became a street walker now you want to hear about that part Hating ass hoes every where But I was making my money I didn't have a care Getting high in a Bandos not given a fuk But the cops got hip so I ran out of luck Every time they see me they run the fuk up Put your motherfukn hands up they're going down to county now what I wasn't talking so there was no if ands or buts But I had a whole bunch of fuk yous and so fukn whats Every time I seen me walking down the street I got another ticket it was on repeat Don't know how many times I had to go lay down my head And how many hoes wound up dead instead I got 60 days sentences over and over Just for fukn a dude in the back of a Nova 40 dolla blo jobs all day But like I said I didn't give a fuk cuz I was gettn fukn paid I never thought I'd be doing it this shit so long Two decades in and I'm still rapin about it in a song Out in that jungle I became King Kong Whatever I did all the hoes went along 1 or 2 thought That they can whoop my ass But I'm that bytch and I got the last laugh And every time I see then i ran them pockets and take they cash they knew Id whoop that mfn ass Trick afta trick blow after blow And now I'm a full-fledged motherfuking Eastside ho That had nowhere but down to go The back to getting high in the same a bando I didn't give a shyt though I was racking in good dough High as a fukn kite But my Pussy stayed tight Now I knew the shit wasnt right Had a daily internal fight Couldn't even sleep at night Bit by a Venomous snake bite Never thinking I'd see the light About to turn into a dyke Even touch me I hated it right Another deadly 5 round fight But here I am back at it again Got so much love and so many downass friends Don't make me throw these hands and get boxd in When it comes to knock outs im 10 for fukn 10 And if I don't get you one of my hoodlums will And my boys are goons you know the deal We don't see shyt we don't never squeal We don't steal because we're the real fukn deal We got that curb appeal Some of y'all might know exactly how we feel But you ain't bout that life You aint that fukn real We just trying to eat a steak at every meal Gather and eat together count our blessings and then we kneel Going to sell millions of Records y'all know the real
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My hustle game is always been hard Until I started doing crack heroin and all those shards And that's when all this shit starts When I became a street walker now you want to hear about that part Hating ass hoes every where But I was making my money I didn't have a care Getting high in a Bandos not given a fuk But the cops got hip so I ran out of luck Every time they see me they run the fuk up Put your motherfukn hands up they're going down to county now what I wasn't talking so there was no if ands or buts But I had a whole bunch of fuk yous and so fukn whats Every time I seen me walking down the street I got another ticket it was on repeat Don't know how many times I had to go lay down my head And how many hoes wound up dead instead I got 60 days sentences over and over Just for fukn a dude in the back of a Nova 40 dolla blo jobs all day But like I said I didn't give a fuk cuz I was gettn fukn paid I never thought I'd be doing it this shit so long Two decades in and I'm still rapin about it in a song Out in that jungle I became King Kong Whatever I did all the hoes went along 1 or 2 thought That they can whoop my ass But I'm that bytch and I got the last laugh And every time I see then i ran them pockets and take they cash they knew Id whoop that mfn ass Trick afta trick blow after blow And now I'm a full-fledged motherfuking Eastside ho That had nowhere but down to go The back to getting high in the same a bando I didn't give a shyt though I was racking in good dough High as a fukn kite But my Pussy stayed tight Now I knew the shit wasnt right Had a daily internal fight Couldn't even sleep at night Bit by a Venomous snake bite Never thinking I'd see the light About to turn into a dyke Even touch me I hated it right Another deadly 5 round fight But here I am back at it again Got so much love and so many downass friends Don't make me throw these hands and get boxd in When it comes to knock outs im 10 for fukn 10 And if I don't get you one of my hoodlums will And my boys are goons you know the deal We don't see shyt we don't never squeal We don't steal because we're the real fukn deal We got that curb appeal Some of y'all might know exactly how we feel But you ain't bout that life You aint that fukn real We just trying to eat a steak at every meal Gather and eat together count our blessings and then we kneel Going to sell millions of Records y'all know the real
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