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letra de street nigga - young sac

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[hook: young sac]
i’m a street g
product of the gutter, man
i became from nothing, n-gga
now i’m after everything
came from rags, n-gga
now i’m off to riches, man
take me away from snitches, man
and these lucky b-tches, man
i’m a street g
product of the gutter, man
i became from nothing, n-gga
now i’m after everything
came from rags, n-gga
now i’m off to riches, man
take me away from snitches, man
and these lucky b-tches, man

[verse 1: waka flocka flame & young sac]
i’m a street n-gga shawty, product of the cocaine
product of the mary jane, rolling off that x, man
me and young sac just went half on a sack
on the west side of town, trying to bring that money back
hold on, waka, let’s show these n-ggas what we ’bout
show these dreads and golds and he’s slinging og from down south
a sl!ck fresh, sling that piff and that x
put them fingers on your block, boy, don’t put this to the test
to the test, f-ck the rest, i’m the best, waka flocka
from the heights to the ‘dale, i’ma give these folks h-ll
what’s a cop? what’s jail? i’ma keep selling crack
or that ready rock, make your body rock, c-ck it, pop

[hook: young sac]
i’m a street g
product of the gutter, man
i became from nothing, n-gga
now i’m after everything
came from rags, n-gga
now i’m off to riches, man
take me away from snitches, man
and these lucky b-tches, man
i’m a street g
product of the gutter, man
i became from nothing, n-gga
now i’m after everything
came from rags, n-gga
now i’m off to riches, man
take me away from snitches, man
and these lucky b-tches, man

[verse 2: young sac & waka flocka flame]
street n-gga sh-t, street n-gga sh-t
pop your little pistol, this is street sweeper, b-tch
chopper cut through blocks and hit up waka: “man, i got a proposition
couple chickens, couple blocks, all we need is a special”
rapping like i’m gucci, acting like i’m biggie
all the bad b-tches tell them hoes to f-ck with me
i ain’t with the disrespect, me and sac selling with two bottles of patrón
got the whole clique wasted wet
they ain’t seen nothing yet, it’s baltimore’s f-cking best
bet they ain’t got the heights with so icey boys, ain’t that a mess?
boy, i’m from the west, what up, my n-gga gucci?
picture that on deck, i ain’t worried about them groupies

[hook: young sac]
i’m a street g
product of the gutter, man
i became from nothing, n-gga
now i’m after everything
came from rags, n-gga
now i’m off to riches, man
take me away from snitches, man
and these lucky b-tches, man
i’m a street g
product of the gutter, man
i became from nothing, n-gga
now i’m after everything
came from rags, n-gga
now i’m off to riches, man
take me away from snitches, man
and these lucky b-tches, man

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