Lil B - Problems In The Streets lyrics

rate me

I’m hot, I’m hot, it’s a fire, nigga, it’s a fire, real

And it’s hot with it, with it I’m hot

I come in cats niggas know I knock your head back

Halloween h2o, tell me where your fridge at

I got some drugs that you wouldn’t wanna touch

Got the pipes in the back where you light them from the front

You don’t gotta understand because I’m talking from the street perspective

Leave niggas with silent blessings

Don’t test this relative message, I’m coming from all directions

Twin rocks, 2 bodies, 4 caskets, I’ma go… nigga, I can’t fucking have it

I took a fade, now a nigga got a lot of baggage

Bullets coming out the wall like body snatchers

More bodies, pump shotties

Nobody, bout hummy, except them boys with them cold bodies

No respect to bitches or your fucking shooters

I’m selling numbers off the top like a fucking ruler

I put you niggas in a box like a old computer

Talking bout beef, I’m talking bout

Niggas like me, I got problems in the streets

I’ma stand my game…these niggas so creep

I don’t give a fuck, I got problems in the street

Talking bout beef, I’m talking bout peace

Step my game up, now these niggas so creep

I don’t give a fuck, I got problems in the street.