Street Knowledge Lyrics - Sour Soul - Badbadnotgood

ade money, watch for the cops that go a hundred, crazy summer 

Moved on up, Fivers are on it, that or a shooter 

Who I'm around, every hoovers want a new block 

These is the projects, let me screw you top of the day 

Thermometer high, niggas'll shoot [?] up 

More gun shots than in Felluajah, call it Chiraq 

Hundred [?], no tellin [?] on the mile back 

Get a real junkie to test the product, hold the ice pot 

Warm up the pot, let it rock up, stay on your grind 

Get that shit jumpin', start off with dimes and on the week days 

Take 25 give 'em all 3 bags 

Within a week you're gettin' money, the cliché 

Come through bumpin' your head and he say 

They all say that he paid 

And now people wondering what he made 

And if your weak eh, can he be robbed, beast hey 

Now he gotta go Mobb Deep on me 

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Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test 

We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests 

Food for though, spittin' out verbs for sport 

In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short 

Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test 

We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests 

Food for though, spittin' out verbs for sport 

In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short 

Don't let 10 miles get you oxed up, boxed up in the cage 

On some [?] high shit, bitches burning bundles of sage 

Your crack rock too pure, they gonna set you up 

Chain too big on your neck, they calling you King Tut 

Trust the one who's sweat bands is [?] 

And run for the hills, if you're anybody else, freeze 

Stash your cheese better, them shoe boxes don't work 

That's some old school shit, like money in the mattress 

Bitches is actresses, just screw 'em and leave 

They fuck up your whole operation like Adam and Eve 

Don't play the roof tops, change the color of your blue tops 

And them bags with the smily faces, get new stocks 

You can't run in skinny jeans, serve fiends my any means 

Sprinkle coke in the dust blunt to spice up your greens 

This the school of street gems from your boy Tony Yano 

You wanna check for it nigga, slide across the Verrazano 

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Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test 

We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests 

Food for though, spittin' out verbs for sport 

In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short 

Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test 

We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests 

Food for though, spittin' out verbs for sport 

In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short