Lil B - Problems In The Streets Lyrics
I’m hot, I’m hot, it’s a fire, nigga, it’s a fire, realAnd it’s hot with it, with it I’m hotI come in cats niggas know I knock your head backHalloween h2o, tell me where your fridge atI got some drugs that you wouldn’t wanna touchGot the pipes in the back where you light them from the frontYou don’t gotta understand because I’m talking from the street perspectiveLeave niggas with silent blessingsDon’t test this relative message, I’m coming from all directionsTwin rocks, 2 bodies, 4 caskets, I’ma go… nigga, I can’t *****ing have itI took a fade, now a nigga got a lot of baggageBullets coming out the wall like body snatchersMore bodies, pump shottiesNobody, bout hummy, except them boys with them cold bodiesNo respect to *****es or your *****ing shootersI’m selling numbers off the top like a *****ing rulerI put you niggas in a box like a old computerTalking bout beef, I’m talking boutNiggas like me, I got problems in the streetsI’ma stand my game…these niggas so creepI don’t give a *****, I got problems in the streetTalking bout beef, I’m talking bout peaceStep my game up, now these niggas so creepI don’t give a *****, I got problems in the street.
