Street Shit Blueface
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[Chorus]
Believe half the shit you seen, nothin' that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pindrop, make his body do the jerk (Jerk)
Reachin' for my merch, fuck around and get you murked
Believe half the shit you seen, nothin' that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pindrop, make his body do the jerk (Jerk)
Reachin' for my merch, fuck around and get you murked
[Verse 1]
Thirty in my magazine (Magazine), put him on a magazine
Give a fuck about no fashion, keep a blower in my baggy jeans
Where I'm from, you ain't nobody if you ain't got no bodies
Last nigga tried to rob me, I made Channel 3
He was with the action 'til he seen how I reacted (Ooh)
Up the stick, let it hit like I'm playing Madden
You get chipped, then I dip like some artichoke
You can't hit the weed, lil' nigga, I want all the smoke (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
P-pull up with the beef just like Dominos, vamanos
Pull up, body a nigga on his barrio, adios
[Chorus]
Believe half the shit you seen, nothin' that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pindrop, make his body do the jerk (Jerk)
Reachin' for my merch, fuck around and get you murked
Believe half the shit you seen, nothin' that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pindrop, make his body do the jerk (Jerk)
Reachin' for my merch, fuck around and get you murked
Believe half the shit you seen, nothin' that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pindrop, make his body do the jerk (Jerk)
Reachin' for my merch, fuck around and get you murked
Believe half the shit you seen, nothin' that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pindrop, make his body do the jerk (Jerk)
Reachin' for my merch, fuck around and get you murked
[Verse 1]
Thirty in my magazine (Magazine), put him on a magazine
Give a fuck about no fashion, keep a blower in my baggy jeans
Where I'm from, you ain't nobody if you ain't got no bodies
Last nigga tried to rob me, I made Channel 3
He was with the action 'til he seen how I reacted (Ooh)
Up the stick, let it hit like I'm playing Madden
You get chipped, then I dip like some artichoke
You can't hit the weed, lil' nigga, I want all the smoke (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
P-pull up with the beef just like Dominos, vamanos
Pull up, body a nigga on his barrio, adios
[Chorus]
Believe half the shit you seen, nothin' that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pindrop, make his body do the jerk (Jerk)
Reachin' for my merch, fuck around and get you murked
Believe half the shit you seen, nothin' that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pindrop, make his body do the jerk (Jerk)
Reachin' for my merch, fuck around and get you murked
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