[Memphis Bleek]
Ayo Roc-A-Fella Records runnin the streets wreckless
Get Low the future you gotta respect it
The hood's still in back of me, guns still beside of me
Still for the street, hoes they wanna ride wit me
Big print like I just hit lottery
Like y'all can't see a nigga straight from poverty
We ghetto, we're gutter, where you don't come around
Some dudes make records and say they underground, BUT
I choose not to go that far cuz I was born there pa
I don't gotta write bars you niggaz see my scars
And you know my story
I'm more for the war I'm bout guts & glory
Them other dudes front for y'all I can't do it
I don't gotta sell my soul to sell music
I put the beat on, Murder'll roll the weed up
Put it on the street one week, watch it heat up
Heavy rotation rockin on Hot 9
You niggaz get your money right cuz I got mine
And it's Roc-A-Fella Records runnin the streets wreckless
whips
watch
throw
though
there
story
still
state
scars
right
respect
street
remain
records
rockin
property
fella
rotation
baggies
estate
dynasty
straight
drive
bigger
every
coming
plate
dudes
runnin
choose
focus
understand
monopoly
family
check
heavy
since
could
front
instead
became
before
underground
slugs
beside
butter
wanna
played
wreckless
where
destroy
caked
future
around
ghetto
money
streets
changed
glory
nigga
gotta
about
other
homie
gutter
listen
lottery
loyal
poverty
memphis
music
never
write
niggaz
peeps
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