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G Perico - Street Lights Lyrics

Street Lights Lyrics[Intro: DJ Drama]
I'd like to welcome y'all out
To LA Gangster
G Perico
Yours truly, coach Dram Madden
Let's run these plays up, y'all ready?

[Verse: G Perico]
Street lights shinin' on my face
Run across the marble floor when they raid
Ain't tryna see the USP
I know my phone tapped, who that? I'ma call you back
Bond No. 9, got the dogs on my trail
Where my niggas at? Shit, they all in jail
I'm hearin' niggas gettin' out that got no bail
Heard he lookin' at life, I hope he don't tell
Lil' niggas thirteen tryna gangbang
They lookin' at me, hope they turn into the same thing
Big OG ballin'-ass nigga
Wish fortune and fame on all my young niggas
5 a.m., seen a SWAT team
Thank God that the spot clean
We in Ochos Rios on the black sand
Playin' cops and robbers with the pack man, yeah
Life hard for a Black man
Tryna do the right thing, but he still tapped in
Tryna keep it real, what the fuck do that mean?
Do I worry 'bout you or do I worry 'bout me?
Paper plates on a Feb. with a fake ID
I hear niggas talk, but they not like me
Went to Soho, shipped a low-low
Hittin' switches in the mink just for promo
My face in the precinct
What up, cuz? Blood? I'm off a bing-bing
Interrogation, five words, "We ain't see a thing"
That's the law that you follow when you in the streets
We don't follow false prophets in the industry
Niggas talkin', but we poppin' at the enemies
When it's done, we gon' meet up at my bitch house
We carry guns, when it's up, air this bitch out
We got big money, y'all niggas got big mouths
When it's up, we gon' show 'em what the Clicc 'bout
Burn rubber every time a nigga tip out
Big cars, big chains
Big money, big house, big rings
Five felonies, two strikes, seven digits
Don't compare me to these niggas that wasn't ever with it
Ain't slept in my bed in months
When the summer come and it get hot, we gon' tear shit up
Deuce Mac in the MDC
Sayin' niggas in the unit playin' me on the MP3
That's gangster music, that's bangin' music
Niggas in the Benz twistin' up they fingers to it
Real niggas on they shit, gettin' paid to it
And move in a neighborhood where they racist to you (Gangsta)
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