Street Punks

[Produced by No I.D.] [Verse 1] I ain't worried about the police I ain't worried about these little niggas talking about they hold heat I ain't stressing going broke I don't never leave the residence alone, keep it on me I'm the nigga that you quote I'm the only conversation if you speaking up on Long Beach Get to acting like you know Don't be acting like you bold, get it cracking at a show Heard the Feds taking pictures, let a motherfucker pose Tryna be the only Crippin' nigga sitting in the Vogue Better put me on the cover, undercovers at my home Tryna catch a nigga slippin', but I'm stickin' to the flow Heard these niggas flippin' coke, why the fuck these niggas broke? If it's shooters in the squad, what's the bodyguard for? You ain't calling me collect then I ain't pickin' up the phone Got some homies from the set who ain't never comin' home You wouldn't know about it [Hook] You a street punk You a muthafuckin' street punk No one know about you You a street punk You a muthafuckin' street punk Get some dough up out you Where the cash at, where the cash at? Where ya pass at, where ya stash at? Bet my last rack you ain't have that Why? Cause you a muthafuckin' street punk! [Verse 2] I don't know if ya heard of me But you heard them shots on the block, it's a murder scene Go on, call the cops, open heart, durin' surgery Now his breathing stopped, stupid niggas should've knew we tripping Now he in a box, Winchester's Hundred in the box, Smith Wesson Stuff it to the top and we coming to your spot Knocking on the door, askin' where he at Playin' games then we kick it down, everybody flat On the ground, kids get kidnapped, go and ask 'bout it Well you know how we rocking, nigga, you know who we whackin' now You ain't never caught a body, know it cause you talkin' 'bout it Catch me off of Coronado You a motherfucking street punk [Hook] You a street punk You a muthafuckin' street punk No one know about you You a street punk You a muthafuckin' street punk Get some dough up out you Where the cash at, where the cash at? Where ya pass at, where ya stash at? Bet my last rack you ain't have that Why? Cause you a muthafuckin' street punk!