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YOUNG RODDIE : Streets Is Watchin lyrics

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YOUNG RODDIE lyrics : "Streets Is Watchin"

[Lil' Wayne - Intro:]
Yeah, uh huh
David Banner on the beat (*##$

Hahaha
Young Money, Streets


[Lil' Wayne - Verse 1:]
I'm a east sider rider, whoa kemosabe
(*##$es get to stepping like Koje Natami

#[email protected] is a weapon and my hoes think I'm Simon
And simon say go and get my mother$#&@ing money
Young Moolah (*##$, tell them hoes, take their clothes off

And I don't hunt birds but I'll shoot you in your mohawk
Yeah, flow nasty like coleslaw
Call me mister no flaw


[Gudda Gudda - Verse 2:]
Yeah, I sip drank and pop pills til I dose off

Wake up, grab the mic then I go's off
Too G for office, boss of all bosses
Crucify rappers, nail ^!$$%s to the crosses

I'm fresh out the slaughterhouse, blood on my apron
We Louisanimals, watch me let the gators in
I'm going on my paper run, a week at the Days Inn

Icing on my fingertips, I be getting cake in
T-Streets - Chorus:]
I be getting cake then

Watching for the rats and trying not to get snakebit
It's that punting at your face %#@!
And if you scared, you better go and see Mase (*##$

David Banner on the beat hoe
And I beat the beat up like Dee Bo
I got the game on TiVo

So I guess you can say The Streets Is Watchin'

[Jae Millz - Verse 3:]

I don't promise much but I promise you that it'll flow boy
Name Jake but you can call me Pillsbury Doughboy
Silence on the nine but the chopper make mo' noise

But if the (*##$ scream, I'ma pop her, no noise
Bank account top solid, Truck nice and brolic
The rims sticking out like the shoulders on Dwight Howard

You ^!$$%s ain't G's you gents and quite coward
But I'll put you higher than flight pilots


[Gudda Gudda - Verse 4:]
I am petrifying, The metal turn to lightning
Burn through your clothes like an ion

I am no american idol, no Simon Cowell
Wack ^!$$%s throw in the towel
I'm getting money with the rap, pay me by the vowel

I'm hungry like a pack of wolves so I just howl
Holla, Cash rules everything around me
So I'ma get the money, dolla dolla bills in them hundreds


[Chorus]


[Nikki Minaj - Verse 5:]
Ugh, yo, yo yo,
I'm a bad what? bout to get a maniped

I'm the big bad wolf and your granny dead
Eventhough I'm in mexico
I rep New York like Plexico

Look, switch my name, now I'm celebrating Hannukah
Lewinski (*##$es, young money Monica
I been hot since hedgehog, Sonic the

So could you pass me the keys to the Tonica
I mean Tonka, That's the truck (*##$es
$#&@ you and $#&@ all of you $#&@ (*##$es

Matter of fact, put some sprinkles on my cupcakes
And get ready to put your dimples in this duct tape


[Chorus]

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