Lyrics

It's eat or be ate in these streets And Dudley won't stop until his mission complete You chasing me It's eat or be ate in these streets And Dudley won't stop until his mission complete Sometimes I feel that death is around the corner And it's waiting on me What I done sowed ima reap Bitch and I drip head to my feet These trappin' skills are elite Stop tryna compare where you can't compete It's eat or be ate in these streets And Dudley won't stop until his mission complete Sometimes I feel that death is around the corner And it's waiting on me What I done sowed ima reap Bitch and I drip head to my feet These trappin' skills are elite Stop tryna compare where you can't compete Feel like Billie when I'm in them jeans In the streets I move with my heat My own niggas tryna compete Put a hole in his teeth if you thinking it's sweet Like a ferris wheel they ain't playing it fair Buck 50 With a heart of a bear Damn Dudley you be dripped up So I see why they stop and stare I'm bout my business like a mayor, yea Like Slickback I'm a player, yea Run up this chopper gone give you third degree Like you graduated from Yale Can you run it up off a scale Dudley you dripping more than a well In the streets I move like a snail Got to watch niggas hoping you fail But I'm going to the top wit' it Nigga hoping that I flop wit' it Watch out bitches be snitching Hell yea they going to the cops wit' it Watching niggas in my ear 20/20 vision gotta be clear If he bleed like me I can't fear Send his ass to the atmosphere These streets play a dirty game When you lose someone you ain't the same Every I go I move with my bang These niggas turning in names Bring 2 K's the shower wimme Call that soaking up the game It's eat or be ate in these streets And Dudley won't stop until his mission complete Sometimes I feel that death is around the corner And it's waiting on me What I done sowed ima reap Bitch and I drip head to my feet These trappin' skills are elite Stop tryna compare where you can't compete It's eat or be ate in these streets And Dudley won't stop until his mission complete Sometimes I feel that death is around the corner And it's waiting on me What I done sowed ima reap Bitch and I drip head to my feet These trappin' skills are elite Stop tryna compare where you can't compete
Writer(s): Tray Dudley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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