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[Chorus:]I take grams of coke,Mix it with lactose, that's what I do!Streeetcchh...I make a ounce of dopeWith like a eighth of dope, befo' I'm through!Product Streeetcchh...I got it mastered mannnIn the hood I'm like plastic mannn!Streeetcchh...Fantastic mannn,I make the money come faster mannn!Yeah...[Verse 1:]Your favorite bad guys gone! - The Joker's dead!So for now till forever your stuck with the kid.I ain't supposed to be a boss, I'm supposed to be a enforcer!I'm supposed to hold a gun, not be stuck in the office!Michael pimped me? - I was in the passenger seatWe was comfortable with me round, cause I blast my heat!Now I'm four? I was? tryna catch Mason for bricks rawCharlie fucked up the jux they took ? lil' boy, Streeetcchh!The cocaine I go hard when the drought comeWhen the straps come out son niggaz know the outcome!Lay low stay low you may see Jesus!You hit with a stray yo for no fuckin' reason.You prayin' for a Benz, it's a blessin' you breathin'It's a miracle that God gave me this tech now I'm eatin'!Cop it! Chop it! Profit is off the setCocaine, candy rain, I'm so for real! - Yeah![Chorus][Verse 2:]I'm the dopeman! Cokeman! Smoke man! Whatever-man!The X-man! Tec-man! You better respect man!Get the green, triple beam, inf' beam, murder schemeFiend, morphine, dream, codiene, more lean!Gun pop! One shot! - Body drop, it wasn't me!Tell the cops it wasn't me! - You saw me right? - It wasn't me!It's not my M.O see me I make it streeetcchhGet in the way I put a body on my Teeec!Call me crazy; I die for what I stand forI have ammo! Flyin' out the Lambo'!Like Commando, nah like Rambo!I keep my cool as long as the fuckin' grams go!Wooptee-woo, I'm a Chef like WrightIt's hot in here, I'm by the stove cookin' crack all day, streeetcchh!We gon' bag up all nightWe ain' goin' nowhere 'til the count bag right! - Yeah![Chorus][Verse 3:]It's a bird, it's a plane! No, it's purple 'caine!Tryna blow sellin' blow I'm who you fuck with mayne!I got Spiderman high, I made Batman fly!Your favorite hero took a hit! - Now here you try!I don't care if it's a sin! I don't care if you're ten!Look around kid! - It's a cold world where in!If you ask me my offer is extremely handsome,A little Charlie, Marley, a little bit of Manson!Yeaah! - Me fallin'-off? It's really far feeetcchhed!I turn a little to a lot I make it streeetcchh!Then come the Franklyns! - Then come the Benji's!Fiends by the crackhouse! - Dirty and dengy! - Yeah![Chorus]
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