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Malik A. Christian
Malik A. Christian
Songwriter

歌詞

Ain't nobody fucking with me man
The hottest **** under the sun
(Streets Love)
Spit this shit from the top like this shit too easy
Man dem rock dem dread locs like him little wheezy
Them young boys hate cops dem no think we need it
Them young boys tote glocks like dem little reese
And man dem keep knots like them from different species
And we beat up the block you know the streets need me
Same way we punch the clock time to eat greedy
They get hungry in the winter that's when it's hunting season
I go monkey in the booth don't even need a reason
I beat up that puss and boots she won't ever leave me
We got lions, tigers, cougars all a **** needed
Jungle with the shooters, you ain't never seen it
Squad wipes if we shooting them young **** feigning
Straight, from the bottom of the city
More like the bottom of the bucket
Fuck it!
(Look)
Uh...
Straight from the bottom of the barrel
Where them crackers want us buried
They gone shoot or try to hurt me
So our mommas got to hurry
I don't wanna die early
But fuck it I'm ready
Keep my trigger finger steady
Just case they wanna test me
I pray Allah gone still protect me
Even tho the law neglect me
Let's get it
Yeah
Look
I'm praying that somebody pray for me
That's all a **** need
Cause all I can do in this life of sin is be...
Unapologetically me, ****
S/o Wheezy man
Cause I'm
Cause I'm
**** I'm me like a mother fucker
(Streets Love)
Written by: Malik A. Christian
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