Straight from the Heart (Live)

歌詞

(*talking*) Uh-oh, you boys thought we was out the game huh S.L.A.B., Slow Loud And Bangin' Lil B in this bitch, AKA By-Bo in here with the fam Trae, Jay'Ton, Dougie D the S.L.A.B. fam You feel me we putting it in your face These tweety bird ass niggaz thought we was out the game We straight from the streets, get it right Young underground punks (Trae) They don't wanna see me, that same cat Draped up in black, with a black beanie For the pretty penny, I'ma split a mic In a competitor's face, niggaz trip they see me See we be straight from the streets, on the block where the thugs wreck beats With Lil B and and Jay'Ton up in the booth, you know we keep it street Then I let you know we keep it gangsta, haters I thank you for hating Ain't no escaping the raping, while you be waiting I'm skating From beat to beat penetrating, but flying sharp like a raven Keeping my fans contemplating, on every flow I be saying And spraying loud, I'm Slow Loud And Bangin' dog We S.U.C., Guerilla Maab until the day my casket fall I'm straight out the gutter I don't love you, unless you be repping my team Or unless you repping my theme, we guerillas and wolverines With that P-O-K-E-Y, and that H-A-Dub-K Z-Ro, Dougie D and B and Big Moe and I be that Trae hey What they say I gotta rep it, and spit it a major factor Exclusively for the straights, if you want it we coming at you (Lil B) These haters don't wanna see me, repping S-L-A to the B Keep it real we straight from the streets, and duck on buck 24's on my feet I'm Lil B you gon respect that, with Warren G squashing the chit-chat When you hear the flow request they play back, got everybody saying who that Wanna do that not a cool cat, when you see Jay'Ton and L-I-L to the B Slow Loud And Bangin' my family, with Guerilla Maab Trae and Dougie D Plus Z-Ro the ghetto hero you already know, that we throwed so cold Cause on the blocks we keep it locked, for the underground we gon hold (Hook - 2x) Slow Loud And Bangin' You know, we straight from the streets We keep it gutter, and we never ever changing You know, we straight from the streets Guerilla M double A-B You know, we straight from the streets And for that S.U.C You know, we straight from the streets (Showtyme) Ain't no love, in these motherfucking streets Don't ever leave the castle, without your motherfucking heat You niggaz wanna play the game, then bring it on We be bumping and grinding, until we buy the Astro Dome I'm protected by the colony, and my fo' pound Everything confidential, you will never hear a sound This is how it goes down, in the city where I stay And niggaz come up missing, every motherfucking day I don't play Ain't no smile on my face, because it's real If it comes down to you and me, you getting killed Click-clack with the steel, squashing all chat Put a quarter in your hat, face down kissing cracks This the underworld nigga, we connected by the ghetto We street survivors, jump the slab off of metros Swang hard like Astros, niggaz bumping that Show You don't wanna see the Showtyme, let the tech go (Quizno) I stay in the streets, just like the concrete Like a soldier I'ma march, when you fucking with my peeps I'm grabbing the heat, ready to bust at any time Two up in your head, and three up in your spine I just sip the four, and it's five after nine I stay on my grind, ain't no need for the lying These niggaz caught with that plex, these niggaz gon start dying Ain't even much tripping, that's the way that we shine It's H-Town Screw house, and them boys from S.L.A.B When we see a yellow bone, and on the butt we gon grab H-Town represent, you hoes better get it right Cause if you don't get it right, it ain't nothing nice nigga (Hook - 2x)