Take It To The Streets Lyrics - Singles - Buckshot

[half a mill] 

Take it to the streets, snakes with heat in this game 

You wanna be a player, I spray them gators off ya feet 

Thuggest enemy #1, one, one 

From brook-lan, tons of guns, funds and duns 

That'll make you cough up one in the lung, cough up ya tongue 

Four pounds surroundin ya sons, now you wanted to run 

Extort you for fun, softer than a fresh baked bun 

You're team was raw before the four-four, now you're done 

The clownest one, you made up, about to get ate up 

A buck fifty on each side of your face, now lay up 

Pay up, before you get your fan sprayed up 

You know my clan hold big guns in they hand, to plays up 

Go 'head play tough, fake thug, you wanna play rough 

I ride or die, I ain't bluff, you can page puff (echo) 

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[chorus 2x: blue flame (all)] 

Yo where my thugs? (right here) 

T-h-u-g, yo we call ourselves thugs, 'cause we take it to the streets 

Soon as a nigga budge, yo we blazin wit the heat 

And we all true thugs, till we d-i-e 

[swan] 

From crow hill, I blow smoke, till I choke, that's a regular 

I blow domes for that paper, like a predator 

Pack gats, vp, best man, etc. 

I roll 'em dice, until you tell me that I'm deaden ya 

I get down for mine, I get crunk 

I got that crip black, and got skunk 

My niggas bust ar's, 4/5's, and pumps 

Shit to make ya body shift, make ya body jump 

Take it to the heat, take it to the street 

Less they short, ain't no talkin shit, take it to my meat, bitch 

You read the letter, bar is naked on my sweater 

Four hundred and better, tell 'em, hate cash cheddar 

Sittin on a beretta, niggas ain't seein this 

Wish upon a star, that they can be in this 

Lifestyler'll runnin from the coppers, bustin at the helicopters 

Gettin away, I'm on the low, around the way, now 

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[chorus 2x] 

[blue flame] 

Blue flame's blood stain, it's a thug thing 

Take slugs, I love pain, yo there ain't enough pain 

I speak thug slang, only real niggas roll wit me 

Niggas say money, cash and hoes got a hold of me 

Niggas be talkin shit, yeah, but it's all bluff 

Only niggas came in the hood, and saw us, was on the tour bus 

Believe that, niggas don't come around where we be at 

Soon as we see ya face it be like "yo, son where the heat at? " 

Yo represent where the fuck you from 

'cause when you go back in the hood, them niggas go want to snuff you son 

Like franklin, nostrum and utica avenue 

Only blocks I'm namin right now, niggas'll clap at you 

Not to mention the block that I'm from 

Where them niggas is spittin hot ones, this beat is like a pump shotgun 

And I can handle it, more than handle it, I can damage it 

T2 style, wit one hand and shit, damn I'm sick 

[buckshot] 

Real recognize real, crown heights to crow hill 

Pop ya niggas like pills, plus I got mills 

What I keep the aim on ya back, keep steel 

Miss ya back, hit the back of ya brain, change the thrill 

This is real life shit, thug passion 

Henny and 'ze, get drunk and send me to send me away 

Ups thieves, next day package 

Bomb in the mill, open and blowin ya back wit 

And I hate actors, actin like you know me from a hole in the wall 

Nigga hold this four-four, you want war? what you think I came for 

Spit this blue flame outta the chip of my lighter and burn ya face off 

Plus burn ya eyelash, when the nine flash 

This is it, bitches wanna swallow my dick like slim fast 

Bullets make it slim fast, ride my dick till I get a cast 

This is it, nigga duck the blast 

[chorus 4x]