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(Zaytoven) Yeah Zay, you know I got you, nigga Haha Check yo' contract, you probably killed the label I don't depend on rap, I got trap spots all in Decatur I'm prepared for anything, even when they turn the table I'm 'bout to heat the streets up like some jumping cables Switch the set, they S.P.S 'cause they gon' shoot 'bout Street I ain't got no boss, I put myself anywhere I wanna be Stop fronting bags 'cause these niggas think everything free I could beat yo' plug price, got exotic for cheap Quarter mill' a month or more and that's just on the East You don't know what a brick weigh, get yo' ass out the streets I show niggas how to hustle in every verse for free I took some losses and I put myself back on my feet Jugg King, that's why they name me after the streets I don't roll no opps 'cause I don't got no beef Just get that boy up outta here for a small fee I prepare the table, so we all eat Don't call me Scooter, just call me Street 'cause all I rap about pounds and change And money and dope and hustling hard, and how these streets a dirty game Half these niggas fake, they do anything to get in the rap game "Scooter, where you been, nigga? You ain’t heard the pack came?" (Heard the pack came) Letras de canciones Check yo' contract, you probably killed the label I don't depend on rap, I got trap spots all in Decatur I'm prepared for anything, even when they turn the table I'm 'bout to heat the streets up like some jumping cables Switch the set, they S.P.S 'cause they gon' shoot 'bout Street I ain't got no boss, I put myself anywhere I wanna be Stop fronting bags 'cause these niggas think everything free I could beat yo' plug price, got exotic for cheap High exotic for 1750, called 'em Shawty Lo (Shawty Lo) I go blow one-hundred racks every time I sell a load (Sell a load) Twenty-four seven, how we juggin', boy, we never closed (We never closed) Even in the drought, still sellin' loads (Still sellin' loads) You ever been to one of my spots? It's like I'm doing a show (It's like I'm doing a show) Try not to keep this shit a day, everything gotta go (Everything gotta go) Sell it what I got it for if the trap slow (If the trap slow) Plenty ways to get that money like the App Store Shawty swiping credit cards, but me, I'm trapping burglar ball Nigga, you a nobody, I'm a neighborhood superstar We don't stop for blue lights, high speed chase with cop cars And we don't stop at red lights, 'cause anything could pop off (Pop off) Check yo' contract, you probably killed the label I don't depend on rap, I got trap spots all in Decatur I'm prepared for anything, even when they turn the table I'm 'bout to heat the streets up like some jumping cables Switch the set, they S.P.S 'cause they gon' shoot 'bout Street I ain't got no boss, I put myself anywhere I wanna be Stop fronting bags 'cause these niggas think everything free I could beat yo' plug price, got exotic for cheap From Letras Mania