Street Nigguz - Onyx

featuring X 1 

Chorus(x2): 
[All] Street niggaz 
[Sticky Fingaz] Gettin' high all the time 
[All] Street niggaz 
[Sticky Fingaz] Fuck beef and draw the nine 
[All] Street niggaz 
[Sticky Fingaz] Always yellin' fuck the cops 
[All] Street niggaz 
[Sticky Fingaz] We the niggaz that call the shots 

[X 1] 
Street niggaz love to flip  puttin' slugs in clips 
While in out with Bloods and Crips  on some shit 
Leavin' you ripped is totally sick 
I sue pricks on mysterious trips, makin' serious chips 
You on a curious a trip way out of your whack 
Blow you out of your back, the game of crack, how 'bout that? 
Holdin' my aim, with ways to wreck 
Never know what to expect 
Respect a hole in you chest 
My mind is set, it's time for death, rewind your steps 
The way that I'm doin' you is everyday screwin' you 
Off the top 
Make money off of rocks 
On and off the block, bouncin' off on cops 
Whose the next street star? Kid, you love to be next 
But it's X-1, kid, in the ?'lux Relex? 
Wit' a ghetto type style 
Heat for beef that we can settle right now 
Street Niggaz 

Chorus(x2) 

[Fredro Starr] 
Street niggaz spend they lasts on weed 
Smoke to the ropes 
Dead broke, some flip coke, sell soap 
Bust four guns, off the roof, trick 
Overproof, roll dice, stick niggaz for ice, up all night 
Everyday niggaz gambalin', pumpin' drugs, scrambalin' 
My nigga got shot, that same spot you standin' in 
Bitch nigga hate, rich nigga sniff for Eight, suffocate 
Jail nigga liftin' weights, fuck the Jake 
We brake laws, snuffin' motherfuckas, breakin' drawers