Текст песни Street Wars - Clipse , Vinnie Paz , Block McCloud
Yeah,
bout
as
real
as
they
come
Still
pushing
base
like
an
African
drum
The
only
other
hands
that
it
touched
before
Young
Was
a
Guala
out
of
Dallas
with
shag
like
Tum
Tum
Back
to
the
hood
where
niggas
started
detoxing
Till
I
hit
them
corners
with
that
motherfucking
sheet
rock
The
rollers
back
bitch,
the
seal's
on
the
back
bitch
The
six-three
highlights
the
difference
like
an
asterisks
Yes,
the
re-up
game
never
dies
Soda
makes
the
brick
multiply
Push
tons
of
monster
with
the
pie
Keep
water
from
the
villain
Remember
what
it
did
to
them
gremlins?
Oh
God,
street
wars
when
the
heat
warms
up
In
summertime
niggas
know
what's
up
Heavy
armour,
heavy
drama,
heavy
karmas
We
the
reason
haters
scared
of
us
fucking
their
baby
mamas
Soon
as
this
product
hits
the
street
You
know
they
will
be
strung
They'll
be
dancing
to
the
beat
of
this
drum
Listen,
It's
addiction
hey
You
know
we
got
em
hooked
like
fiends
They
open
like
a
trunk
They'll
be
dancing
to
the
beat
of
this
drum
Listen,
It's
addiction
Yeah,
I
told
Pusha,
I
told
Mal
Vinnie
move
more
white
shit
than
a
snowplough
Everybody
knew
the
Guinea
was
so
foul
The
SKS
with
the
bayonet,
oh
wow
I'll
rob
everything
and
leave
you
with
a
hungry
gut
The
hollow
tips
leave
you
looking
like
you
got
a
Gumby
cut
You
think
you
fucking
with
the
God
then
you's
a
funny
fuck
Rambo
knife
cut
your
stomach
like
a
tummy
tuck
All
you
see
is
darkness
when
the
gun
bursts
The
G36
melt
your
brain
like
a
Pun
verse
I
act
wild
but
I
handle
my
funds
first
I'm
drunk
all
the
time,
blood
quenches
the
son's
thirst
I
don't
talk
about
the
money
I
got
Because
if
money
want
my
money
then
money
gets
shot
Rap
shit
don't
work
then
I
dumb
on
the
block
With
Pusha
and
Mal
cooking
up
the
drums
in
the
pot
Still
with
the
coke
man,
same
as
it
ever
was
Re-up
gang,
we
the
shame
of
America
Eighties
hysteria,
the
'caine
be
my
legacy
The
feds
got
our
names,
they
hang
us
in
effigy
Best
believe
it
come
back
like
it
never
left
I
write
rhymes
but
I'll
bet
I'd
make
a
better
chef
They
can't
wait
for
it
to
dry,
they
like
it
better
wet
And
I'm
heavy
with
the
D
like
Eddie
F
I
whip
it
good,
real
good
then
I
let
it
rest
Then
I
scrape
the
sides
then
I
let
em
test
Yes,
I
got
weight
like
Creatine
A
gem
star
hit
that
chopping
block
like
a
guillotine
Know
what
I
mean?
Sitting
on
chrome
rims
Not
only
paper,
we
stack
brick
like
Stonehenge
Go
against
us?
Haters
got
no
wins
I
trust
no
one
and
I
don't
need
no
friends
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