Goodie Mob - Street Corner Lyrics
Hook? dont know why Im folding?Illegal substance controlling, still outdoors rolling(x2)(t-mo)Enhance the game, but give me the benzWhile I send my wordIts lightly packed ? ? ? ? ? giving a ********** I gots to eat tooWhile I catch up like heinzOn the hook for my family treeEast to west to south is booted in this red clayAnd everyday I get up and work my ass to the boneSo I can pay for me a home, in the ghetto or the woods,to buildIm packing my steel too(khujo)Slow rolling, everybody in this clique holdingAnything we riding in is stolenAnd you can tell when a nigga on round hereHis neck and his wrists be all frozenYou wanna go bust because some fool caught you dozingOut on the ave posingBut you aint no more good, like a used up trojanYou horsing around, now your spot finna be closing downWe brang them guns, you tote them rosesIndecent exposure, beat you till youre swollenNow here, put some ice on thatWork with, reject heavy crack now pick up pick up pick upHook(big gipp)Hold up, wait up, gipp swolled in hereMy eyes getting little and its hard to steerReverse safe, cant wait, communicate next taleKept my money in the floor so I can chalk bailAnd anything you got for me, just holdCause Ill be back one day to get them foldsTake a second to regroup, get back in the loopSee the veins never change, only part is in the nameI aint that old, wanna play me coldWanna treat me like a ? wrangler? wanna snatch my goldSee I was raised by a man, so a man you seeCame up in the trailors of fulton countyHard top for the winter, soft top for the summerIf we caught roaming the streets, we some runners>from the street corners(cee-lo)Well when you looking at me make sure that Im trapping and slowed downStill suffer from sunrise till the sun done gone downBefore I go any further, fool let me break it on downGet blasting with the best and get brutally blown downYes sire! collapse and get caught in the crossfireTalking shit at one time, but nowadays your cause higherFrom the hatred, hunger, hopelessness, yes I killSo I guess Im no better than the restBut I try to beSomehow these streets feel so fly to meIm a get it right lord cee-lo, dont you lie to me!I hope this work here work me a way up out thisHey, dont wanna die the same way my buddy did the other dayDamnHook
