[Intro: Nappy]
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[Hook: 6x]
Streets
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Click, clack gun SPLAT
Streets
Streets
[Verse 1: IATG]
Money$Team kill your crew nigga we don't give a fuck
Money$Team real hot nigga, shoot you in the butt
Nigga we got that fire, ya'll niggas got pliers
If ya'll niggas burnin rubber nigga that make us the tires
Yeah: we hotter than the sun too
We radiate ya'll niggas even with the damn sun roof
We stay flyer than a fly thing, colder than a fly ring
Nigga I'm so hot, I can't even touch my things
[Verse 2: J-Franks]
Frizzy is the spawn of the sun, I'm too hot, see
You circumscribed, thick headed like a neo nazi
Skin heads gettin' sweaty with the heat Money$Team brings
Lots of Heat references, but LeBron still don't got any rings
Money$Team already blew up, the new Mount Vesuvius
Structure my rhymes so well, call me the new Vitruvius
Delirious rappers gettin' serious with the rhymes we cop
We usin' lava stepping stones, make sure we never drop
[Verse 3: Supa Dupa Jesus]
Uhh I live on the sun; I’m what makes it hot
Bitches grab my lollipop; use it to light their pot
Yeahhhh, formed Hawaiian Islands, ended that Pompeii
So hot bitches want drinks on their head: Dom-pée
Yeah fuck wasabi, this that molten rock
So fly n high, not even god could cock block
So fly, bitches earn frequent flyer miles
Keep it hot, never mild: tongue in the butt all wild
[Verse 69: iceberg]
Herman Cain ain't got nothing on me
Earnin' brain correctly: chivalry
Vesuvius down her throat - gurgle it
Ice managin like a goat - Bergevin
I'm jordan - a titanic dunker who is icy
Still hotter than NOLA in the upper nineties
I am on the books everywhere: kindles
I keep all kinds of Greens stocked up: pickles
[Outro: IATG]
Yeah niggas you already know what it is
This goes out to all my niggas in the projects
All my niggas not in the projects
My nigga iceberg, he stay on that real shit, I can feel it
To all my niggas ridin' in Maybachs
If they ain't got no car, it's motor music nigga
To all my niggas on the east side
All my niggas on the west side, you know what it is
YOu already know niggas, ya tu sabes niggas
Shout out my man Illegal weapons and Stan The muthafuckin man
Shout out RySarm and the whole Starvation movement niggas
All my niggas on the north side, south side niggas
All my niggas in the middle side, you know what it is niggas
All my niggas in Manhattan, Brooklyn, Staten and Long Island niggas
The world is yours niggas
My niggas all over
Shout out 3M and the Murda team, they ain't niggas though
My nigga T-Bone, my nigga Black Fog
My nigga Dirty D, my nigga UPI, my nigga Frog head
My nigga Q-Wop, my nigga H-Bomb, all my niggas
You know who you are niggas, keep it real niggas
Obey your thirst until it hurts
Obey it, don't hate it
Sendin niggas to heaven in 011
You know what it is, keepin it real
Peace out dogs