Geah Aiyyo Starks whattup What it do family We street bullies for cheddar and that's our word Pop bottles and spend money on chicks with curves We the youth poetic justice the kings and the Yankees Our flows is vicious check check check out my melodies We gifted with vocab to make the streets spaz And I'm infatuated with money like grabs Blow bags of that purple 'til I'm purple like Grimace Burn spinach cause it keep up flows Shawn's a menace Even Barack watch "The Wire " the streets is political Watch how the '89 analog switched to digital It's a miracle we gettin rich offa visuals Millionaires open doors split them residuals And still don't know how to act spend 5 beams on jeans Steady blowin cream by the stack I get my change now go cop get'cha a drink And have a hoe butt-naked washed up by the sink Blowin stink and I don't see grass on the field So I'ma tear ass on that field The Doe Wilson walk around with a bottle of Spades Diamonds lookin like I flossed in a cascade We street bullies for cheddar and that's our word Pop bottles and spend money on chicks with curves We the youth poetic justice the kings and the Yankees Our flows is vicious check check check out my melodies Dee dee dee da dee dee dee dee dee da dee day You asked for Donnie G oh won't you please come out and play They know I keep that black girl the black guns and the AK's I'm comin where you lay and yeah I'm gonna spray - hey Motherf**ker what'chu lookin at The crook's back Staten Island got my back Brooklyn niggaz let it clap Half these niggaz ride out Harlem niggaz keep it real Bronx got a shorty there that's my little hideout Rose Donnie cake souflee M6 no top on it toupee Rubber grip stainless steel the night look gray Yeah this that fly shit patch over the eye shit Slick Rick bruh these bitches be on my dick Yeah I'm the new draft pick about to get my ass licked Street bullies blastin you ain't gotta ask it Ghostface Wigs will put you in a casket We street bullies for cheddar and that's our word Pop bottles and spend money on chicks with curves We the youth poetic justice the kings and the Yankees Our flows is vicious check check check out my melodies Can I kick it Yes you can Can I kick it Yes you can Can I kick it Yes you can Well I'm gone - are you gonna miss me when I leave Besides this 8 times 5 got tricks up in my sleeve Guaranteed ain't nobody around these beez See the team we don't sleep cause niggaz need green We bleed different we chase money y'all can chase dreams Came a long way don't f**k that bread up in between Tell 'em God sent you load up that wop and let it ring ock It's more than raindrops when your nigga name get scratched off Like his name dropped that's when that thang pop Y'all niggaz thought once too much that's why your brain stopped Lock and load both of them 40's I make the place hot You can't wipe that up with no shirt that take mops Out the window here's another bomb let that bass drop We street bullies for cheddar and that's our word Pop bottles and spend money on chicks with curves We the youth poetic justice the kings and the Yankees Our flows is vicious check check check out my melodies