Street Sweeper - Twenty Trucks

Well I got a new kinda squaredance rap Gon talk smack Flash my gat I'm finna spit and hold my dick And heat shit up like a thermostat Grab your partner by the chaps Give your partner a pimp-slap Ti symbolize the ghetto trap Step to the right Give three claps Kids jam-packed in tenement shacks Ain't shit cookin on the stove but crack This is the bat this hell begat Cuz bosses are kleptomaniacs Two by two Promenade Duck from a B1 bomber raid Ain't bout the plans Osama made Banks gettin paid off petrol trade Circulate Dosey-do How much cash could a o-z grow? Til all are fed and all have beds My skin is Black My star is red FBI comin round the outside Which one of us finna die tonight? Is we finna fight over crumbs to bite Or make a whole muthafuckin world Ignite? Everybody throw them blows Right upside your partner's nose By now you've got bloody clothes Crabs in the barrel So the story goes Think of all their savage acts Grabbin scratch from average cats Bureaucrats with strings attached Walk in place Light the match Two by two Promenade Duck from a B1 bomber raid Ain't bout the plans Osama made Banks getting paid of petrol trade Circulate Dosey-do How much cash could a o-z grow? Til all are fed and all have beds My skin is Black My star is red Everybody get down low Bout the level of your toes These dance moves we usually do Are not the ones that we have chose Grab on to that beat and grind Try your best to stay alive We can't run We can't hide Might as well just stay and fight Two by two Promenade Duck from a B1 bomber raid Ain't bout the plans Osama made Banks getting paid off petrol trade Circulate Dosey-do How much cash could a o-z grow? Til all are fed and all have beds My skin is Black my star is red

Listen to the shotgun sonata From personas non grata With a plot to rock harder than the second intifada I do drink firewater But I'm more like Hiyawatha And we'll slaughter, slaughter, slaughter your armada Inform your scholars that our alma mater's squalor So my squad'll pull your collar at your black-and-white gala We're canon fodder for dollars Both under Bush and Obama I'm not a baller I'm a brawler Callin y'all to come harder Cuz I'm a Ghetto Blaster See, I'm a Ghetto Blaster Yeah, I'm a Ghetto Blaster I'm a ghetto I'm a ghetto I'm a ghetto I'm a Ghetto Blaster I'm from the land o' the free labor That planted the plan of the Black-and-branded to scram it Over to Canada A fan o' radical bandits and bandanas Who slam in the banana clip And rat-a-tat-tat-tada They spat the grammar ta Scam y'all to clamor up The damn ladder ta Grab for Excalibur Not a rap battler But the next caliber Catch the program and not just my pentameter Cuz I'm a Ghetto Blaster See, I'm a Ghetto Blaster Yeah, I'm a Ghetto Blaster I'm a ghetto I'm a ghetto I'm a ghetto I'm a Ghetto Blaster C'mon and help me out Need y'all to help me out C'mon and help me out Help me out C'mon and help me out Need y'all to help me out C'mon and help me out Help me out Cuz I'm a Ghetto Blaster See, I'm a Ghetto Blaster Yeah, I'm a Ghetto Blaster I'm a ghetto I'm a ghetto I'm a ghetto I'm a Ghetto Blaster Cuz I'm a Ghetto Blaster See, I'm a Ghetto Blaster Yeah, I'm a Ghetto Blaster I'm a ghetto I'm a ghetto I'm a Ghetto Blaster, muthafucka

Playmakers I took a rich down to Presi' is water Watchin' my watch then you watchin' a quarter These bitches never go broke, that's one hundred Get rich and never go broke, that's one hundred Bought a street sweeper to clean up the street Coupe like a creature, new shoes on the feet Boy, watch your tone when you talkin' to me Lotta Daytona, that Miami heat Made me a M 'fore the end of the week Close to two million, you heard out the fleet How many killin', I rap on the beat And my car Tempur-Pedic, massagin' the seats All of the hatin' done made me a beast We put the latest dome top on the V New two-tone Maybach, it cost a cool quarter Get rich and don't go broke and that is an order Might need me a speedboat, I got all this water Might take me a freak hoe, I go 'cross the border She get with that deepthroat and went on and swallowed My niggas is lethal and we all immortal Might go bag the Polo, all white like these horses I spent fifty thousand on all-white Air Forces I made like five million, that's just on endorsements No way, no way I'ma stop this recordin' I'm highly sedated and floatin' like Jordan These checks steady clearin', there ain't no way to void it My jeans are by fit but this drip right from Fortune And no nigga, I fear, I ain't go for extortion Hop on the Leer to Clearport, I bought it Blood, sweat, and tears, I'm workin' my hardest (bless) Diamond-shaped pears, my necklace retarded (ice) Catch too many stares, you become my target I'm stoned, I don't care, don't wanna be heartless Be steppin' on stairs, it look like a faucet At least a whole M inside of my closet We ball wit' no gym, they must thought I lost it Bought a street sweeper to clean up the street Coupe like a creature, new shoes on the feet Boy, watch your tone when you talkin' to me Lotta Daytona, that Miami heat Made me a M 'fore the end of the week Close to two million, you heard out the fleet How many killin'? I rap on the beat And my car Tempur-Pedic, massagin' the seats All of the hatin' done made me a beast We put the latest dome top on the V New two-tone Maybach, it cost a cool quarter Get rich and don't go broke and that is an order Might need me a speedboat, I got all this water Might take me a freak hoe, I go 'cross the border She get with that deepthroat and went on and swallowed My niggas is lethal and we all immortal Took some more drugs, now that I'm up (gang) Now that I'm stuck, ain't no more love (ain't no more love) Karats on my ear, but I could've bought a truck I had to cook the dope up on a Sunday (woo) Sold it so quick, had to re-up on Monday (sellin', yeah) Strap with that Uzi, got money on money (yeah) High price pussy, you can keep the receipt (high price pussy) Ran up an M, now I'm goin' for a week (ran up an M) Bought a street sweeper, I'm sweepin' the streets (yeah) Chrome Hearts skinnies but the pockets obese (Chrome Hearts skinnies) Charge one M 'cause the talk ain't cheap (talk ain't cheap) Cocaine white, put my wrist on fleek (cocaine white) The Rollie Daytona, got Miami heat (rollie) All of that envy, it made me a beast (made me a beast) Look at my Audemars drippin' in water (look at my Audemars) Get richer and richer, yeah, that is an order (richer and richer) Hit it one time, then go and Google your name (hit it one time) Emeralds on Cartiers and Chrome Heart frames (Chrome Heart frames) Dash in the coupe, 'bout to buy me a plane (dash in the coupe) Call a lil' bitch, got 'em rockin' my chain (call her) Tie my shoes, bitch, look at my feet (yeah) Phantom came with an umbrella and two keys (yeah) Drinkin' on R, made the pill increase Got NBA money and I'm MVP (woo) Bought a street sweeper to clean up the street Coupe like a creature, new shoes on the feet Boy, watch your tone when you talkin' to me Lotta Daytona, that Miami heat Made me a M 'fore the end of the week Close to two million, you heard out the fleet How many killin', I rap on the beat My car Tempur-Pedic, massagin' the seats All of the hatin' done made me a beast We put the latest dome top on the V New two-tone Maybach, it cost a cool quarter Get rich and don't go broke and that is an order Might need me a speedboat, I got all this water Might take me a freak hoe, I go 'cross the border She get with that deepthroat and went on and swallowed My niggas is lethal and we all immortal (yeah)

It ain't even two years old, barely got 10K on it There ain't a thing I wish I could change on it Thought I'd keep it and drive it to the ground No, I don't even wanna drive it around That leather still smells like your daisy perfume All I see in the shotgun view Is your feet on the dash, hazel green eyes You made it hard to stay between the lines This four-by-four right here's for sale Rides like heaven but it hurts like hell Gets me from A to B But it can't outrun your memory Like every mile in it reminds me Your goodbye ain't too far behind me Wish I could bend the truth Pretend that I ain't missing you But trucks don't lie Like the new one in your drive Trucks don't lie, mmh And that Giants frame 'round his license plate Says we might've got along another time or place But I hate that it looks like mine It's been parked right there all night Wish I could say I'm fine But trucks don't lie So this four-by-four right here's for sale Rides like heaven but it hurts like hell Gets me from A to B But it can't outrun your memory Like every mile in it reminds me Your goodbye ain't too far behind me Wish I could bend the truth Pretend that I ain't missing you But trucks don't lie Like the new one in your drive Trucks don't lie Ooh, trucks don't lie This four-by-four right here's for sale Rides like heaven but it hurts like hell Gets me from A to B But it can't outrun your memory Like every mile in it reminds me Your goodbye ain't too far behind me Wish I could bend the truth Pretend that I ain't missing you But trucks don't lie Trucks don't lie Like the new one in your drive Trucks don't lie Ooh Trucks don't lie Wish I could bend the truth Say that he ain't there with you Trucks don't lie