Corrección Letra Real Street Nigga par DJ Drama

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(Please be clear, this is an invasion)
Yeah, turn me up, Shay
You know how I like my sh*t, man
(Green Lantern, in the lab)
Yeah
(The invasion)
I like [?] music, man, nah'm sayin'?
(Dramatic, aka DJ Drama, n***a)
Uh, benefits of hard work
TCF, Trust Comes First, motherf**ka
Shout to the Roc', 585
Uh
Rochester
New money, let's go, uh
38 Special
Yo, uh, yo

Now I'm a real street n***a (Uh), I grind all the time (Grind all the time)
Money on my motherf**kin' mind (Mind), I'm fine (Fine)
9 on my hip in case these n***as wan' trip (Trip)
9 on my hip in case these n***as wan' trip (Trip)
I'm a real street n***a (Uh), break the brick down in dimes (Dimеs)
(Break the brick down in dimes)
Fеds watching but a n***a grind (Grind), I'm fine (Fine)
(Let's go, all my street n***as)
9 on my hip in case these n***as wan' trip (Trip)
(Benefits of success, n***a)
9 on my hip in case these n***as wan' trip (Trip)
(Uh, woo, ayo)
Ayo, I don't let a penny by, for m-o-n-e-y
I let those semis fly, him no friendly guy
I ducktape any guy, ducktape any b*t*h
Ride through any hood, just me and my semi drive
I don't pull out and freeze, I pull and shoot off
And I don't f**k with 9s, the bullets too small
.44s and better, pull his roof off
Huh, he pull off, I put a bullet in his car
Right? Huh, you gon' see more dreams
Hooked to three or four machines and he need more [?]
I make a retard scream, 'cause we spark things
Or we hawk spleens, 'til the police chalk scenes
Right? I used to eat of fiends, ain't have nothin'
Couldn't bag nothin', b*t*hes used to be all mean
Now they see our team, and they see how the V all clean
Now she want to suck me [?]

Now I'm a real street n***a (Uh), I grind all the time (Grind all the time)
Money on my motherf**kin' mind (Mind), I'm fine (Fine)
9 on my hip in case these n***as wan' trip (Trip)
9 on my hip in case these n***as wan' trip (Trip)
I'm a real street n***a (Uh), break the brick down in dimes (Dimes)
Feds watching but a n***a grind (Grind), I'm fine (Fine)
9 on my hip in case these n***as wan' trip (Trip)
9 on my hip in case these n***as wan' trip (Trip)
(Ayo, uh, yo, yo)
Yo, it's a rumor on the strip, that I got keys
I dare a motherf**ker try to stop my cheese
I'm gon' shoot, 'til he drop to his knees (Uh)
Then I aim for the same spot where he bleed (Bleed)
I pop at thieves (Thieves), pop at Gs (Gs)
You pop at clouds (Clouds), pop at trees (Trees)
Get dropped that eas' (Eas'), I c*ck back, squeeze
He seen the gun, now he like, "Not that, please"
The cops got the block at ease (At ease)
But I got them blocks in the spot gettin' chopped like cheese
I'ma, clock my Gs, and drop my keys
'Til they kick down the door of the spot like, "Freeze"
Top my speed, I copped hot Vs
And had to hit that strip 'cause I got needs
I only got one son, but I took care of a lot of n***as out here
So I got seeds, uh

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