the streetsweeper
dj kay slay
when there's beef i'mma ride and won't slide 'til i'm debtin you
wrap his intestines around his neck
shit it's the ghost and my style's like the art of water block sun soo
it's the ghetto godfather
cross the line that's your spine
i'm the beast in the hood
don't consider that i rap
just consider i'm strapped
and i squeeze at your brain
dog we can keep it brief get straight to the beef
i'm so deep they see the pain in my eyes when i'm sleep
i made a vow to the streets at a very young age
that i would always use my knife and i would let my gun blaze
got niggas that'll ride with me
still sell they drugs with me
my niggas is real they all'll see the judge with me
cause all my niggas thug with me
we gon' keep flippin our cars
we chase niggas through malls
clap niggas through walls
y'all want it with them d-block boys
put the brown things up in you like chips ahoys
listen i'mma thug and i'm proud
y'all niggas fashionably loud"