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Street Smart Yeah, street smart entertainment So ice entertainment, street smart ni*** dawg Real talk, that's real spit trap money on deck man OJ I was in the junior high with a bub of mids dawg Like a money or an eight then I got some big balls Got a pound of mid-grade sitting on my front seat Put a seat belt on it ride HOV I'm a hot young ni*** I'm H O T Street smart young ni*** no phd [?] the fifty-sixty-three little shawty that's me Fifty for one-five three for a qp Light off the cab mall baby I'm the best out here In a drop [?] cause prices get high In the school of hard knocks niggas selling hard rocks Kinder gardeners go to school weed in their lunchbox See I'm not a role model shawty cook that work Peer pressure young ni*** come and hit this purp, yeah I got a trick up my sleeve got a five gram plate Quarter brick up my sleeve I'm a ni*** from the hood can't read real good But I can sell dope good I can sell weed good Didn't listen to my mama or the goddamn preacher On the low I got more money than the goddamn teacher I'm a street smart ni*** didn't read no books Didn't take home economics but I sure can cook Eighteen for a whole, nine-five for a half Were good at English but great at math I got work for a worker I got purp for a smoker I'm not a goddamn role model I'm a motherfucking hustler My name rang bells in the street cause I'm a G And if you didn't know ni*** you should have asked about me My clientele on the [?] all the way to Boulder crest I'm a real street ni***, I ain't lying I'm a vet Nigga ever disrespect Ima put it in his neck Six shots for zone six Ima show them who the best Nigga should have wore his vest I don't know why he didn't Perpetrating like it hard, ni*** must have thought i was tripping Nigga I ain't ever slipping I'm ready like Rambo Ammunition long like the trees that you hang from Nigga what you came for how can I explain for Riding in something new yeah i got my brain blown Yeah I like my beat low, how you like your work fool Hard or the whipped shit, ni*** it ain't even matter though I'm a ni*** from the hood can't read real good But I can sell dope good I can sell weed good Didn't listen to my mama or the goddamn preacher On the low I got more money than the goddamn teacher I'm a street smart ni*** didn't read no books Didn't take home economics but I sure can cook Eighteen for a whole, nine-five for a half Were good at English but great at math They call me young Juice, I am the damn truth I'm ice water whipping dawg what about you? Nine [?] cars fruit loop chains Stupid, stupid colors in my pinky ring I'm not a role model I'm working with them things Street smart dawg and I can get it on planes Dropped out of school when I bought my first thing Eleven fuc*** grade and it was ninety-nine mane Now several years later I'm that ni*** in the tall Ima crush their feelings when I pull out the Now their feelings are all hurt, cause I'm rocking Prada shoes On the block with Gucci Mane y'all niggas ain't hear the news Neimen Marcus where I'm going shopping buying designer shoes If you [?] the work boss dammit I'll fire you But if your real street smart ni*** I'll hire you Young juice man goddammit I'm fly too I'm a ni*** from the hood can't read real good But I can sell dope good I can sell weed good Didn't listen to my mama or the goddamn preacher On the low I got more money than the goddamn teacher I'm a street smart ni*** didn't read no books Didn't take home economics but I sure can cook Eighteen for a whole, nine-five for a half Were good at English but great at math Street smart ni***
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