letra de the life on the streets - killaworm
they go the po-po’s now the shop closed
no rocks sold, to the block cold
my hood holds many drugs you got dough
you sit and spit vocals and inhale dro and
exhale dro out my nostrils
so i can spit the street gospel n-gga
now rap apostle my mouth hold
as many rounds as a glock hold
too lyrical ridiculous and fat and incredible
to stop me is a mission impossible ya know
i can switch levels higher than your b-tch levels
you keep saying yo sh-t better well ya get better
oh i flow remarkable, even though hoe n-ggas will copy though they get stopped popped and droped left with bullet holes
you got glock c-cked and shot but scared to pull it though n-gga top notch on blocks from duval to cali yo
you can’t be really yo ya watch stop an plot and try to tighеn ya sh-t i know half you m-th- f-ckas didn’t even write ya sh-t
ya f-ck n-ggas i can’t tеll ya no polite than this the same n-gga that grip guns but dont want to use their fist
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