paroles de chanson What's Street? - Snak the Ripper
Yo
whats
street?
Streets
when
you
got
stolen
shoes
on
your
feet
Streets
when
you
dont
need
money
to
eat
Streets
when
you
want
a
convertible
caprice
Suz
the
real
shit
you
drive
is
a
motherfuckin
peice
Streets
when
you
still
slang
rocks
when
theres
cops
on
the
beat
Streets
when
you
wipe
your
ass
with
the
socks
on
your
feet
Streets
when
you
aint
got
no
cash
But
you
dont
give
a
fuck
you
just
sit
back
and
laugh
Thats
street.
Yo
Im
as
street
as
it
gets
(what)
I
bet
you
catch
me
rollin
up
some
slut
butt
cigarettes
Im
proud
of
my
backround,
so
i
aint
afraid
to
say
I
once
lived
in
a
van
with
my
mom
out
in
surrey
Welfare
jacks
comin,
to
an
empty
residence
No
white
picket
fence
we
just
dance
in
the
poverty
This
started
me
into
a
whole
lotta
sheisty-ness
They
thought
i
was
a
rotten
apple
til
i
ripened
into
this
The
man
that
i
am
ya
i
roll
wit
a
gang
and
clan
My
crew
is
my
fam,
"Hot
Damn
Snak's
the
man!"
A
perfect
plan
to
snatch
whatever
i
can
With
four
fingers
on
my
hand
Fuck
payin
imma
take
it
mang
Im
slick
as
ice
when
it
comes
to
rackin
somthin
nice
Im
losin
fights
when
other
cats
be
usin'
mace
and
pipes
You
might
think
snak
is
wack,
but
Snak
dont
slack
When
it
comes
to
writin'
raps
in
fact,
Snak's
on
top'a
that
Yo
whats
street?
Streets
when
you
got
stolen
shoes
on
your
feet
Streets
when
you
dont
need
money
to
eat
Streets
when
you
want
a
convertible
caprice
Suz
the
real
shit
you
drive
is
a
motherfuckin
peice
Streets
when
you
still
slang
rocks
when
theres
cops
on
the
beat
Streets
when
you
wipe
your
ass
with
the
socks
on
your
feet
Streets
when
you
aint
got
no
cash
But
you
dont
give
a
fuck
you
just
sit
back
and
laugh
Thats
street.
Whatchu'
know
about
havin'
a
hand
fulla'
loonies
Pickin'
magic
shroomies
in
the
motherfuckin'
boonies
Dirt
bikes,
freight
trains,
off
road
trucks
Come
to
where
im
from
if
ya
feel
like
gettin
fucked
You
cant
stop
ecetera,
You
not
gettin
the
respect
you
deserve
When
we
serve
you
herbs
in
the
burbs
Like
my
homie
smirk
and
all
the?
that
he
murked
10
years
puttin'
in
work
i
feel
im
waste
in
the
dirt
Wasted
and
hurt?
the
flavour
disperse
You
know
that
im
new
to
the
shit
and
it
hurts,
And
yo
my
grill
aint,
diamonds
and
gold
All
i
got
is
rotten
yellow
chiclets
with
cavities
and
holes
These
weak
breathes
suggest
i
smoke
only
the
best
So
hot
i'd
probly
combust
in
a
flame
spontanious
My
life
has
sex,
blood,
voodoo
dolls
and?
for
ya
raps
I
dont
like
poopoo
and
gay
sex
Yo
whats
street?
Streets
when
you
got
stolen
shoes
on
your
feet
Streets
when
you
dont
need
money
to
eat
Streets
when
you
want
a
convertible
caprice
Cuz
the
real
shit
you
drive
is
a
motherfuckin
peice
Streets
when
you
still
slang
rocks
when
theres
cops
on
the
beat
Streets
when
you
wipe
your
ass
with
the
socks
on
your
feet
Streets
when
you
aint
got
no
cash
But
you
dont
give
a
fuck
you
just
sit
back
and
laugh
Yo
thats
street.
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