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Pgalmmvgtyyy - Skreets Lyrics



Pgalmmvgtyyy - Skreets Lyrics




I said the streets f*cked up, the streets f*cked up
It ain't no, peace it's war, the streets f*cked up
It's all these geeks and clucks, and eats and sluts
I said the streets f*cked up, the streets f*cked up
These niggas beefing for nun, ain't even gettin money
That's why the streets f*cked up, the streets f*cked up
It's all these cheap ass guns, and beams and drums
So much the streets got flood, the streets f*cked up

That ain't no chorus, that's just moral of the story
Long story shorter, it's about this boy his name was Maurice
We gon call him mo, cause that's the name his boys had given shorty
Nigga wild like Kentucky, 16 runnin round with a 40
You'd a thought that bitch had came from round Houston the University
Shorty came up rough but he just gave into all the adversity
Look his moms hittin rocks, his pops got locked when he was 13
So he put down the basketball and start tryna run the streets
Learned the hustle from his uncle
So he always with his cousin Chubbs that nigga was the dumb one
Cause he always into sum so Mo had to back him up but
His older cousin David put in work niggas ain't f*ck with,he the muscle
Mo mom ain't have it, she was struggling
And it's only worse she use to sell the food stamps to get a fix
He bummy runnin round in the same jump fits and beat up kicks
But Chubbs pops was a hustler you know Chubbs got all the shoes gave Mo a couple
But this nigga Chubbs kicked out of school his dad done had enough shyt
So now Chubbs with his grandma and he down bad ain't have nun
But David hit em one day like look bro I got us a lick
This nigga got flat screens,and buku shyt all up in the crib
And his dad work from 10 to 6, so we runnin in 12:30
Mo got the 40, so they kick door and they cleared the whole scene
It's sweet nobody home tho but they done came across sum
Not only is it flatties, they don came up on birdies
Now they older homie round the corner told em come up to the trap
And flip that pack and now it's bussin
All three em serving junkies countin up they gettin money
Mo barely went to school now but when he did he was stuntin
His nigga Kevin seen em like wassup bro
He said bro where you been, Mo said I been gettin to the money
But this his day one so he like look bro I a front you
And now Kev plugged in now they in the trap it's just another day
Until the feds ran up in, they got caught up in a drug bust
The youngins got a way and hit some gates but now they suspect
Like how they run up on us soon as yo mans just got plugged in
"I think yo mans a snitch", so David just done went and snuffed em
But Kevin got back up and he was clutchin, bust David he couldn't up his
But damn Mo best friend done went and just killed his f*ckin cousin

The streets f*cked up, the streets f*cked up
Wait til the sequel come, this just part one
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I said the streets f*cked up, the streets f*cked up
It ain't no, peace it's war, the streets f*cked up
It's all these geeks and clucks, and eats and sluts
I said the streets f*cked up, the streets f*cked up
These niggas beefing for nun, ain't even gettin money
That's why the streets f*cked up, the streets f*cked up
It's all these cheap ass guns, and beams and drums
So much the streets got flood, the streets f*cked up

That ain't no chorus, that's just moral of the story
Long story shorter, it's about this boy his name was Maurice
We gon call him mo, cause that's the name his boys had given shorty
Nigga wild like Kentucky, 16 runnin round with a 40
You'd a thought that bitch had came from round Houston the University
Shorty came up rough but he just gave into all the adversity
Look his moms hittin rocks, his pops got locked when he was 13
So he put down the basketball and start tryna run the streets
Learned the hustle from his uncle
So he always with his cousin Chubbs that nigga was the dumb one
Cause he always into sum so Mo had to back him up but
His older cousin David put in work niggas ain't f*ck with,he the muscle
Mo mom ain't have it, she was struggling
And it's only worse she use to sell the food stamps to get a fix
He bummy runnin round in the same jump fits and beat up kicks
But Chubbs pops was a hustler you know Chubbs got all the shoes gave Mo a couple
But this nigga Chubbs kicked out of school his dad done had enough shyt
So now Chubbs with his grandma and he down bad ain't have nun
But David hit em one day like look bro I got us a lick
This nigga got flat screens,and buku shyt all up in the crib
And his dad work from 10 to 6, so we runnin in 12:30
Mo got the 40, so they kick door and they cleared the whole scene
It's sweet nobody home tho but they done came across sum
Not only is it flatties, they don came up on birdies
Now they older homie round the corner told em come up to the trap
And flip that pack and now it's bussin
All three em serving junkies countin up they gettin money
Mo barely went to school now but when he did he was stuntin
His nigga Kevin seen em like wassup bro
He said bro where you been, Mo said I been gettin to the money
But this his day one so he like look bro I a front you
And now Kev plugged in now they in the trap it's just another day
Until the feds ran up in, they got caught up in a drug bust
The youngins got a way and hit some gates but now they suspect
Like how they run up on us soon as yo mans just got plugged in
"I think yo mans a snitch", so David just done went and snuffed em
But Kevin got back up and he was clutchin, bust David he couldn't up his
But damn Mo best friend done went and just killed his f*ckin cousin

The streets f*cked up, the streets f*cked up
Wait til the sequel come, this just part one
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Writer: Gregory Glaves
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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