Street S%!t

Stay your ass in your yard if you ain't with this street shit

You vegetarians don't want this beef shit, nah!

So keep my name out your mouth

These hundred round drums 'a make a frame out your house

I got 99 problems so I pack a hundred rounds

If you don't know me by know, then you nowhere to be found

Prolly face down in the ditch

Head quarters for a bitch

One two minute from your limbs

So I had to shut that shit, fuck that shit!

No remorse, fuck the law, fuck the court

They won't find you, they won't miss you

They won't recognize your corpse

And if a nigga mention my name on first 48

He gon' wish the police would have burned this tape

Stay your ass in your yard if you ain't with this street shit

You vegetarians don't want this beef shit, nah!

So keep my name out your mouth

These hundred round drums 'a make a frame out your house

All my guys paid off

It ain't no lay off, no day off

These niggas damn fools, they bring mayhem and chaos

You furr for your life, you should pack up and take off

But you ain't gon' see us coming with them big guns

Bitches gossip and niggas gossip like bitches

Wanna find out what I got, what I'm spending

My money long, some rappers be pretending

If you ain't build for this street shit - don't get in

Stay your ass in your yard if you ain't with this street shit

You vegetarians don't want this beef shit, nah!

So keep my name out your mouth

These hundred round drums 'a make a frame out your house