MYNORiTY - Street Bounce lyrics

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<b>Street Bounce</b> by <i>MYNORiTY</i><br />OOK:

I am (Danger)

Ya'll are (Jealous)

I'm a (Terror)

Ya'll in (Trouble, trouble)

VERSE 1:

See I'm havin' fun, I am at it again

I never play to lose, I am at it go win

I got a sick track record, just check it

When I'm on the mic' they know they must respect it

See the countdown, I'm on my bullshit

I'm ridin' round town, pistol with a full clip

Niggas sayin' somethin' but they won't do shit

And I keep new pussy it's always a new chick

And I got money, big blue chips

Yea I said blue chips, and I ain't no crip

I'm an acrobatic nigga watch how I flip

Police come around man watch how I dip

They know me on the microphone as a beast

But when I'm in the streets they know me to carry heat

Least the ones that don't will find out the truth duke

Treat you like a lil handball and roof you, nigga

HOOK (2Xs)

VERSE 2:

I'm an issue, a terror, more than most can handle

Look in the mirror, that's probably you

I see clearer down the path, I'm a chosen one

It's the size of the bullets how I chose my gun

I'm just like milk prices I'm sky high

No address on earth I reside in the sky

And when they try to leave with me I tell 'em see you later soon

You know you real high when ya' neighbor is the moon

And in your back yard, it's nothin' but stars

Small ass chicks, big ass cars

Small as jewels need big bodyguards

And it's one female for every nigga in the squad

Can't give up this life cause I know

I get way too much love as Myno

After the countdown, tell 'em chill it's my go

(4, 3, 2) Aight yo'

HOOK (2Xs)

VERSE 3:

I got quotas for my dough, I got high needs man

I service more niggas than the local weedman

And I'm nice with my hands but that's on another level

Serving niggas three pieces like a chicken spot special

Don't try to run, you'll get as far as we'll let you

Treat you like a common cold we will catch you

Just cause I'm from Brooklyn, you giving up that bezel

We dealin' with some weight and it's in the form of metal

I'm hot behind the mic', you dealin' with a devil

To get to where I stay you need to get a shovel

Turn the music up, wanna hear this shit thump

My flow is on hydrolics, I can make this shit jump

No fly words, just hot phrases

If I wrote my lyrics it would be hot pages

Animals in the game, we belong in cages

Excuse me, damn, my flow is amazing

HOOK (2Xs)