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I ain't worried about the police
I ain't worried about these little niggas talking about they hold heat
I ain't stressing going broke
I don't never leave the residences alone, keep it on me
I'm the nigga that you quote
I'm the only conversation if you speaking up on Long Beach
Get to acting like you know
Don't be acting like you bold, get it cracking at a show
Heard the FEDs taking pictures, let a motherfucker pose
Tryna be the only Crippin' nigga sitting in Vogue
Better put me on the cover, undercovers at my home
Tryna catch a nigga slippin', but I'm stickin' to the flow
Heard these niggas flippin' Coke, why the fuck these niggas broke?
If there's shooters in the squad, what's the bodyguard for?
You ain't calling me collect and I ain't pickin' up the phone
Got some homies from the set who ain't never comin' home
You wouldn't know about it
You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
No one know about you
You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
Get some dough up out you
Where the cash at, where the cash at?
Where ya pass at, where ya stash at?
Bend my last rack doing head at
Why? 'Cause you a muthafuckin' street punk!
I don't know if ya heard of me
But you heard them shots on the block, it's a murder scene
Go on call the cops, open heart, durin' surgery
Now his breathing stopped, stupid niggas should of knew we tripping
Now we in the box, Winchester's
Hundred in the box, Smith Wesson
Stuff it to the top and we coming to your spot
Knocking on the door, askin' where he at
Playin' games then we kick it down, everybody flat
On the ground, kids get kidnapped, go and ask 'bout it
Well you know how we rock it, nigga, you know who we whackin' now
You ain't never caught a body, know it 'cause you talkin' 'bout it
Catch me off a court and outta-
You a motherfucking street punk
You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
No one know about you
You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
Get some dough up out you
Where the cash at, where the cash at?
Where ya pass at, where ya stash at?
Bend my last rack doing head at
Why? 'Cause you a muthafuckin' street punk

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2021 .. LYRICS 🎵🎵 :

I ain't worried about the police
I ain't worried about these little niggas talking about they hold heat
I ain't stressing going broke
I don't never leave the residences alone, keep it on me
I'm the nigga that you quote
I'm the only conversation if you speaking up on Long Beach
Get to acting like you know
Don't be acting like you bold, get it cracking at a show
Heard the FEDs taking pictures, let a motherfucker pose
Tryna be the only Crippin' nigga sitting in Vogue
Better put me on the cover, undercovers at my home
Tryna catch a nigga slippin', but I'm stickin' to the flow
Heard these niggas flippin' Coke, why the fuck these niggas broke?
If there's shooters in the squad, what's the bodyguard for?
You ain't calling me collect and I ain't pickin' up the phone
Got some homies from the set who ain't never comin' home
You wouldn't know about it

You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
No one know about you
You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
Get some dough up out you
Where the cash at, where the cash at?
Where ya pass at, where ya stash at?
Bend my last rack doing head at
Why? 'Cause you a muthafuckin' street punk!

I don't know if ya heard of me
But you heard them shots on the block, it's a murder scene
Go on call the cops, open heart, durin' surgery
Now his breathing stopped, stupid niggas should of knew we tripping
Now we in the box, Winchester's
Hundred in the box, Smith Wesson
Stuff it to the top and we coming to your spot
Knocking on the door, askin' where he at
Playin' games then we kick it down, everybody flat
On the ground, kids get kidnapped, go and ask 'bout it
Well you know how we rock it, nigga, you know who we whackin' now
You ain't never caught a body, know it 'cause you talkin' 'bout it
Catch me off a court and outta-
You a motherfucking street punk

You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
No one know about you
You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
Get some dough up out you
Where the cash at, where the cash at?
Where ya pass at, where ya stash at?
Bend my last rack doing head at
Why? 'Cause you a muthafuckin' street punk!

Came here cuz of Billions

Bobby Axelrod brought me here.

Wtf so umderated

Billions 🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷

enjoy mon Dauphin.. you deserve it.

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Billions

this is not punk rock wtf!!!!!!!keeep punk out of your ablums

So close to 1 million

i’m a street punk

Dog music.
Dog listener.
Dog sound.
Dog billion.
Dog money.
Dog rich.
Dog car.
Dog drug.
Dog weed.
Dog fuckers.
Alright!!
That are the thing that we see your rapping world.

I ain't worried about the police
I ain't worried about these little niggas talking about they hold heat
I ain't stressing going broke
I don't never leave the residences alone, keep it on me
I'm the nigga that you quote
I'm the only conversation if you speaking up on Long Beach
Get to acting like you know
Don't be acting like you bold, get it cracking at a show
Heard the FEDs taking pictures, let a motherfucker pose
Tryna be the only Crippin' nigga sitting in Vogue
Better put me on the cover, undercovers at my home
Tryna catch a nigga slippin', but I'm stickin' to the flow
Heard these niggas flippin' Coke, why the fuck these niggas broke?
If there's shooters in the squad, what's the bodyguard for?
You ain't calling me collect and I ain't pickin' up the phone
Got some homies from the set who ain't never comin' home
You wouldn't know about it

You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
No one know about you
You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
Get some dough up out you
Where the cash at, where the cash at?
Where ya pass at, where ya stash at?
Bend my last rack doing head at
Why? 'Cause you a muthafuckin' street punk!

I don't know if ya heard of me
But you heard them shots on the block, it's a murder scene
Go on call the cops, open heart, durin' surgery
Now his breathing stopped, stupid niggas should of knew we tripping
Now we in the box, Winchester's
Hundred in the box, Smith Wesson
Stuff it to the top and we coming to your spot
Knocking on the door, askin' where he at
Playin' games then we kick it down, everybody flat
On the ground, kids get kidnapped, go and ask 'bout it
Well you know how we rock it, nigga, you know who we whackin' now
You ain't never caught a body, know it 'cause you talkin' 'bout it
Catch me off a court and outta-
You a motherfucking street punk

You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
No one know about you
You a street punk
You a muthafuckin' street punk
Get some dough up out you
Where the cash at, where the cash at?
Where ya pass at, where ya stash at?
Bend my last rack doing head at
Why? 'Cause you a muthafuckin' street punk!

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Close your eyes, think how badly you want to win in life and play this song in the background. You will hear Wendy talking to you and you will know how to get there 🙂

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