Intro:
Yeah its Dread
Naw mean
Gwon wit it
We sick wit it
Ya mean
Ratti, street soulja pon da scene
Ya hurd
First Verse:
Sipin
Life a bitch when u stay in tha kicthen
Get in tha feild and put in work
Yall niggaz must be trippin
Talkin that shit
I just stand and smerk
Turnin dirt in to gold
And back into dirt
Yall niggaz choke
Mind over matter
That jedi shit
Star wars and we in tha mix
206 street souljaz
Niggaz be scary
We gonna make u piss
Hand washin dishes
You fuckin bitch
Hood fabulus
Dro cabulary
Fire havin mary and jan
Evil and good
Like able and kane
Inhale tha smoke
Let it out and choke
But tha next day u broke
See that a fukin joke
See i take brakes 2 stack my chips
Get a ounce then im back in tha mix
Takin herbs ta clear tha piss
Take a hit and i nearly missed
Devils callin
But i aint havin that shit
Praise jah boi
Chu gwon witchu dis
Pussy claut bitch
Ratti
Second Verse:
Money
Root of all evil
In tha absence of such
There is only good
With nothin 2 compare 2
So whose to say my actions are right or wrong
Life is finding balance within
Tha negative and positive
Living in 2 seperate worlds
But really 1
Doin tha best you can
Now thats true love
Its exemplified in a magical hug
The faling rain from above
A fathers love for his son
Bears birth to a cub
Niggaz smokin a dub
Niggaz drinkin that bub
Now thats True Love
Now thats True Love
Street Souljaz
206!
I gotta get C-Hustalz lyrics....
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
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