Sylk E. Fyne - Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street lyrics

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Sylk E. Fyne - Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street lyrics

[Verse 1: Dresta] I got beat for the street To pump in ya jeep Or in ya caravan wit' tha homies kinda deep Smokin' on a thai stick feelin' kinda high wit' Ya pa**enger seat occupied by a fly b**h Rollin' in your lo-lo Cutla**, or your M-C Slap in the hip-hop To hell with the Temprees Modern day gangsta from the underground, yeah n***as roll around wit' the boomin' a** sound Got the 6-4 kinda low as we bouncing On the Grapevine rollin' deep to Magic Mountain Hoes on ya jock everytime ya hit a corner Because ya rollin' twisted on the gold Daytonas Frontin' on the regular, talkin' on ya cellular Actin' like ya don't hear the little b**hes yellin' ya Name at the bus stop, ya don't stop Ya mash on the gas, roll right by they a** Slap Dresta in the dash, yeah [Hook: Dresta] Guranteed to hear some sweet, uh Gangsta beat for the street Guranteed to hear some sweet, yeah Gangsta beat for the street [Verse 2: Menajahtwa] I got beat for the street, drop a ragtop fo' Got my strap under the seat, just in case I have to check a ho Menajahtwa on the scene, yeah Rollin' through the C-P-T Turn up the hump sounds, we groovin' to the mellow beat Mad doggin' like b**hes, hittin' me up like I'm a banger Cause n***as can't stand to see us sittin' on some daynas Pimpin' game on the fools, runnin' the track thinkin' ya gone 'n if the twizza I ain't tweakin', chump, we puttin' the lock on it, yeah [Hook x2] [Verse 3: B.G. Knocc Out] Beat for the street I love to hear it pumpin' in my lo-lo Hittin' my switches and runnin' the b**hes And now I'm bustin' mo' hoes Roll up to the swapmeet, hop out and hit the chirp chirp Bail in put on some proper shorts and a proper shirt Just clownin' cause hoes are in the house Ridin' my dick because I got fame and my name is B.G. Knocc Out Asking to be in my next video Get the 7 digits, slap that a** and said "See ya, ho" Now I'm off like a G, flee to the C-P-T See my n***as on the block gettin' tipsy I pulled up and start tearin' up the street And guess what's in my motherf**in' deck Gangsta beat for the street [Hook] [Verse 4: Eazy-E] I got beat for the street, to the beach I'll be rollin' Never see me strollin' 40s I be holdin' Girls in the Daisies Drive Eazy crazy Rolled up my windows, as I turned on my A/C Rollin' down Crenshaw see tha hoes jockin' Sunday night's poppin' See the foes hoppin' My stereos bump at that A-T-L funk You can call it what you want Either way that sh** bumps [Dresta: "Damn Right!"] [Outro x4: Eazy-E] Bein' a gangsta is so neat, yeah Gangsta beat for the street