Lyric Put it On Tha Streets

Uh oh
Uh oh
Look
Listen

[Verse 1]
Now watch me break em up
Tape em up
Gun up in his face
I be like straighten up
Do make me bust
Run up in this place
I put my K to her and Uzi to him
I woosy from gin
Like shut up or get two to your chin
You and your friend ??? how they do it in the pen
I m kinda off
The 90 sparks give a damn bout your car
I m behind the tips of the Excursion
Drunk and swervin
Your mom was twerkin
Don t be jerkin in the middle of ???
I heard he got the murders so I m going to get em
His boys are trippin so now I got his ma and children
Plus I slid inside tha back of A
96 Acura
Click-Clack and A
Black automatic Cataca
Bitches got me rataca
Pistols out to damage ya
I swear i ll have this broads brains over the Avena
Mario and Samua
Screamin man blast her brah
Now you reall askin fa
A motherfuckin massaca
WHAT!

Chorus: Baby, (Lac)

Put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up
Put it on his ass if he don t hook up then pay up

(Nigga if you got lets continue to deal)
(If you move twenty birds I consider you real)

Put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up
Put it on his ass if he don t hook up then pay up
I, put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up
Put it on his ass if he don t hook up then pay up

(Nigga if you got lets continue to deal)
(If you move twenty birds I consider you real)

What, put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up
Put it on his ass if he don t hook up then pay up