Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Street Nigga, artist - Gucci Mane. Date of issue: 20.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Street Nigga |
| I’m a street nigga, dog, everybody knows that |
| So a hater get smashed, bond money on deck |
| Gave my dog half a brick for a '73 donk |
| Got that bullfrog yay, cause I know it’s gon' jump |
| I’m a real street nigga, do you understand me? |
| I’m a walking bankroll, breezy, rubber-band me |
| Red Monkeys on my ass, Gucci frames on my face |
| Got that «Tony Tiger Kush,» man, pimpin' smoke great |
| Every time my phone ring, dog, it’s eighteen-five |
| Only problem that I have is what car I’m gon' drive |
| Im a real street nigga, I ain’t never had shit |
| Man, this chain 'round my neck cost four or five bricks |
| I’m a street nigga, dog, I don’t love no bitch |
| I ain’t talkin' to you, baby, 'less you buyin' ten bricks |
| Bought an '06 Lamb' with the butterfly doors |
| That’s a quarter-million dollars gone, just to pull hoes |
| I’m a street nigga, dog |
| I’m a street nigga, dog |
| You a street nigga, just like me |
| I’m a street nigga, dog |
| I’m a street nigga, dog |
| No industry, I’m in these streets |
| Im a street nigga, dog, hoes love my swag |
| And the Jacob on my wrist, that’s a drop-top Jag |
| Bought a drop-top Vette, and a super-bad bitch |
| «How much you think you worth?» |
| 'Bout 95 bricks |
| Way back in '94, it was 95 cents |
| Now I’m 95 south, with an R&B bitch |
| Every time I leave the house, bring at least ten grips |
| Cause it’s two or three stacks just to park my whips |
| Got a small amount of niggas, but a large amount of clips |
| And a blue Bent' Coupe same color as the Crips |
| Mean mug on my face, nigga, ain’t nothin funny |
| 60 grand on the Jacob, nigga, time costs money |
| Got a quarter million plate, that’s eighteen blocks |
| When the cops try to whip me, man, I ain’t gon' stop |
| Im a real street nigga, dog, I ain’t gon' lie |
| Bought a pound of Bubba Kush, just to get the clique high |
| I’m a street nigga, dog, so I love my whip |
| Car-jack a street nigga, that’s how niggas get killed |
| Im a street nigga, dog, so I love my block |
| Paid a junkie three grams just to wash my drop |
| Street niggas love me, and I love street niggas |
| Got an out of town trap, come twice a week, nigga |
| Im an East Atlanta vet, man, I ain’t done yet |
| Bitches standin' in line just to wipe my sweat |
| If you make a good count, then you under good check |
| Never beef with street niggas, dog, that’s ya best bet |
| Street niggas make a college bitch’s panties so wet |
| To a project bitch, I’m the best it’s gon' get |
| Street nigga of the year, dog, yeah, that’s me |
| Just to see my wrist twirl, man, it’s eighteen G’s |
| Gucci eatin' real good, dog, what about you? |
| Im a street nigga, dog, you a street nigga too? |