Streets Sour Young Buck (Ft. Starlito & Young Dolph)

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
Bought a new prepaid cause my plug said nigga it’s back on
This a celebration bitch, my nigga Buck back home
My nigga yoho wordsmith had that ho blowing up my phone
I told that bitch I’d give her a thou-wow just to leave me alone
Pouring mud, smoking sour
I don’t fuck with these niggas, they sour
My lil bitch so bad I treat her like a kid and I give her allowance
Yeah she got a fat ass and speak a different language
I started getting big bread, my family started changing
My niggas started hating
But I don’t give a fuck I’m countin’ this paper, concentrating
Where I’m from everybody selling dope and gang related
I pull up in my trap and take out all of my frustrations
RIP Pimp C, bumpin’ Pimpulation

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got bills on the floor, clientele at the door
Streets sour, I can’t even trust my friends no more
I got money on the floor, I got money on my phone
Streets sour, I can’t even trust my family no more
I got bills on the floor, clientele at the door
Streets sour, I can’t even trust my friends no more
I got money on the floor, I got money on my phone
Streets sour, I can’t even trust my family no more