Word On The Streets lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayo, Shod Beatz)
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, Wavy

[Chorus]
I got out the streets, it was gettin' too muddy
You got out the streets, it was gettin' too bloody
Word on the streets, you ain't gettin' no cuddy
Words on the streets, you ain't gettin' no money
Words on the streets, wanna put a n*gga name in your song
But the streets know you ain't no dummy
n*ggas killed Josh, then this sh*t went left
Heard fool killed Josh, then got left
You don't gotta hype me up to walk down on my mans
No Riley, I don't need no prep
f*ck I look like goin' back and forth with all these n*ggas?
These f*ck n*ggas ain't gon' step
f*ck I look like gettin' into a fight with all these n*ggas?
These f*ck n*ggas ain't gon' help
f*ck all them n*ggas, don't need no help anyway
I see my opps, I'm gon' slide on them any day

[Verse 1]
I wanna box in his car and get close to it
I wanna hop out the car and stand over it
I'm on some other sh*t
Ayy, that's the n*gga right there got my brother hit
n*ggas be spooked when they see us, on sucker sh*t
Ayy, all them n*ggas some smokers, they stay on some clucker sh*t (Ayy, ayy)
All them n*ggas some b*tches, they stay on that buster sh*t
Still smokin' on lil' what's-his-name who I can't say, he a dead man
Talkin' bullets in a n*gga head, man
Stand over fool, paint him red, man
I get dumb high, n*gga, how high?
Talkin' Method Man, call me Redman (Wavy)
Got the recipe, b*tches stuck to me
b*tches sweatin' me like a headband
See, the same n*ggas that I chill with
They the same n*ggas that I kill with
All them lame n*ggas, I can't hang with you
Up my flame with you, get me killed quick (No)
When we smack n*ggas, yeah, we roast them
Rest in peace gang, he with folk 'nem
He a pallbearer, he see all barrels
At the church house when he tote them
[Chorus]
I got out the streets, it was gettin' too muddy
You got out the streets, it was gettin' too bloody
Word on the streets, you ain't gettin' no cuddy
Words on the streets, you ain't gettin' no money
Words on the streets, wanna put a n*gga name in your song
But the streets know you ain't no dummy
n*ggas killed Josh, then this sh*t went left
Heard fool killed Josh, then got left
You don't gotta hype me up to walk down on my mans
No Riley, I don't need no prep
f*ck I look like goin' back and forth with all these n*ggas?
These f*ck n*ggas ain't gon' step
f*ck I look like gettin' into a fight with all these n*ggas?
These f*ck n*ggas ain't gon' help
f*ck all them n*ggas, don't need no help anyway
I see my opps, I'm gon' slide on them any day

[Verse 2]
Any other day, I'm a cool individual
I spot my opps, I'ma turn to a bear
Spot my opps, hittin' at his hair
Spot your opps, you gon' hit in the air
I can't be killin' my opps, I'm saved
You just spared two more opps, you played
'Posed to ran down on him, you laid
You ain't hop in that splack, you stayed (Wavy)
[Outro]
Ayy, '21
n*gga ain't gettin' in the car with me, man
Your ass ain't shot a b*tch, shot at a b*tch, or shot with a b*tch
Your ass can't get in the car with me, man
You understand me? Big Wavy sh*t over here, man
You know how we rockin'
Ayy, Wavy