Street Bounce Lyrics

HOOK:
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 skyMYNORiTY - Street Bounce - http://motolyrics.com/mynority/street-bounce-lyrics.html
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)