just a demo...waiting for the others
if you don't click here a ghost will rape you in your sleep.
-Just Listen-
Lyrics
VERSE ONE*
Verse on da mic verse on da mic
And evrrybody guna wannah like it like dat…like dat…like dat… And evrrybody guna wannah like it like dat
everytime I spit, hinny, hity wity, ittsy bitsys, get wit me, , hit me, shit be on me sleeve
And all ya’ll guna wannahe leave, up in g, angels street in da creep, chigga
Filo’s bigga, rig ya, pitcha, witcha, getcha, everytime I wannah hit cha bitch ya
Gona get off of me b,
Cause i…cough, hotter then the coffee bean
Ya’ll can all diss me, say I aint ballin a crew
But the truth, I don’t need a crew to be ballin wit u
Cause we aint just jumpin da youth
We big timin hurr, big rhym in thurr,
Wewannahclang, aint no scandl’lin band
U gunabang us, we gon’ handle lit man
Cause who told you that u can bang with us
Who told you that the angels is strepped
Cause wen we pop da glock, it’s hot, on the block, who poppin, street angels on the motherfuckin step cause
CHROUS*
It’s straight up gangsta ride or die
Life for life- baby knife for knife
Dry up anyone that look in our eye
Knee high, Street angels, FOR LIFE*sqeek…
Street angels, FOR LIFE
Street angels, FOR LIFE
Dry up anyone that look in our eye
Knee high, street angls….
