Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song U Ain't Street, artist - Trouble. Album song #ZayDidIt, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 2 TRU, Duct Tape
Song language: English
U Ain't Street |
Boy you’s a bitch and you know the shit |
Somebody go check ‘em, I gotta split |
How you gon' trip on another nigga |
About a bitch who ain’t even your bitch |
Why you ain’t flip on them other niggas? |
Who took your shit, nigga you a bitch |
Tryna get more niggas juice you up |
That’s how I know you ain’t built for this |
They asking questions, say what I’m doing |
Don’t really know, they just know I’m doing it |
They say that Skoob is a bad influence |
They tryna say I’m a bad influence |
Cigarillo please no Backwoods |
Strapped like a sheriff, I’m that good |
Say me and my bitch from a bad hood |
Ran up the racks mean we back to it |
You pussy niggas know that you ain’t street |
We get it all on the front street |
We get it all offa back streets |
Real nigga know where them packs be |
You tryna trip 'bout a dirty bitch |
Let this shit fly like a dirty bird |
The money it’s flowing like spoken word |
My girl, they durty, they durty girls |
I got this shit in, nigga work the work |
You talking that shit, bitch you got some nerve |
You niggas be snitching, you know I heard |
Don’t let these fuck niggas know that I serve |
You run with that ho and that pussy dirty |
She sucked my dick and I gave her 30 |
That bummy bitch wasn’t even worth it |
She said you broke but you always working |
Always be working but still broke |
Say you be selling your partner’s dope |
I fuck your bitch and I copped the throat |
Don’t call my phone ‘less a block or more |
I’m a real trapper, my stock is stove |
These broke ass rappers just mad and broke |
I’mma pull up and I let it go |
I got the kel-tec and it’s thirty loaded |
You pussy niggas know that you ain’t street |
We get it all on the front street |
We get it all offa back streets |
Real nigga know where them packs be |
You tryna trip 'bout a dirty bitch |
Let this shit fly like a dirty bird |
The money it’s flowing like spoken word |
My girl, they durty, they durty girls |
I be the recipe to the streets |
I’m sacking out like I’m KFC |
Free 350, yeah he from the 3 |
Eastlake Zone 6 that where I be |
RIP KP, got a sister named P |
Got caught stealin' that mescaline, now my arm flooded wit a AP |
Know these niggas hate me, cause these niggas ain’t me |
Better keep it on the sidewalk nigga cause you niggas ain’t street |
I keep a big bank roll, on a track with Bankroll |
Trouble Trouble, B. Green, that’s a full two man team |
You pussy niggas know that you ain’t street |
We get it all on the front street |
We get it all offa back streets |
Real nigga know where them packs be |
You tryna trip 'bout a dirty bitch |
Let this shit fly like a dirty bird |
The money it’s flowing like spoken word |
My girl, they durty, they durty girls |