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letra de streetz - popolits 6ix

[intro: popolits 6ix]
(whitee! you going crazy!)
(this one’s fuego)
glahh, glahh
that 6ix baby n-gga man
glahh, like, like

[verse 1: popolits 6ix]
i’m the talk of the streets, yeah i said it
hollon, jaykl!ckin gon get em
we was outside since like 2011 (on bro)
free the bros, yeah brodie a menace
like my block, really the talk of the streets (like what)
walk up or get low on the v (get low)
pass the ride {?} died in the v
we gon spin through they block tryna cl!ck out the v (baow baow)
we them n-ggas y’all don’t wanna meet
how y’all spin thru my block but don’t hop out the v
i’m the talk of the 6ix, i do better
i ain’t beefin if it about cheddar
if you speaking on bro, ima up my baretta
6ix baby himself, so i’m making her wetter
we them n-ggas y’all don’t wanna meet
how y’all spin thru my block but don’t hop out the v (glah)

[verse 2: 83baby]
(it’s that 83baby n-gga)
on that block, by my doley
{?} 24, got me feeling like koby
said he gon spin, like n-gga come show me
n-ggas gon run when they see that beam (when they see that beam)
i really be talking on beats, i’m really the talk of the streets
i don’t know why they running from me (glah)
catch a 9, and i know he get rocked right to sleep
i got the stoley, told bro just creep
get close on feet, i don’t flock out the v
and if he start running, just put on the beam
like nd this sh-t’ll go left
i got the knocks, tryna leave sh-t a mess
tired of the cappin and rappin and threats (grrah, grrah, grrah)
n-ggas they see me, they don’t even step (n-ggas they see me)
[verse 3: jaykl!ckin]
like, n-ggas they see me, they don’t even step
call up bro-bro, he throwing like 10
83 my brotha, for him ima bend
we the talk of the streets, yeah this sh-t ain’t gon end
free the twins, yeah they running the spot (glah)
they the demons who ready to flock
41k, tryna be who they not
nd i’m smoking on lay, he got put inna box (layy layy)
leroy, jay6ix, put in this blunt
see beach murda, we turn em to runtz
f-ck 40cal, n-ggas smoked em enough
if i catch me a 9, then he know imma dump (grah grah boom)
bend that block, tryna leave n-ggas wheezing
krg, don’t got n-ggas to beef with
hop out, throw shots if he {neeming?}
lost my brotha, my hearts turn {anemic?}

- popolits 6ix

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