Street Appeal Lyrics

57th Street Rogue Dog Villians Lyrics



I got street appeal, I appeal to the streets
I what I feel, I spit it real to my peeps
You little n***a, you can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets


Consider me bitterly, embedded with hate
whole situation
I bet this K set his b*t*h a** straight
Straight blast to the face, get him closed casket
to behind the walls

I stood giant, and made him look small
little haters like ya'll
I was young and dumb, but now I'm old and wise
In my infenant wisdom, I composed
no I don't know those guys
I'm so surprised
Exposed to the elements, so I know
what I say
I'm eating like an elephant, hustling all day
Everyday I'm hustling



I got street appeal, I appeal to the streets
I what I feel, I spit it real to my peeps
You little n***a, you can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets


real life
that vil life
Hop out with your gang, but I got game in my vaines
Even though I'm grown, I still
sick 'em, sick 'em
Put that in him
It can hit him, hit him
Still a veteran, I wait around the corner
The chopper from the bushes, get to dumping with no warning
I got soldiers, I'm a juggernaut, I'm out to get


that XD on
so many homicides
on them n***as, ain't no compremise
So don't come around these rogue dog n***as with no heat
Cause the vil n***a, you can get killed in these motherf**king streets

I got street appeal, I appeal to the streets
I what I feel, I spit it real to my peeps
You little n***a, you can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets


The time is now, the it's here
world renowned
The end is near, the enomies closing in
The motherf**king truth be told, most of you n***as be hoes
I'm ready with foes,
under the gun
we wanna run the game
This is rogue dog,
I cuts the thing, I up and bust and bang
too much pain
So, so, so watch yourself
No, no, be another notch on my belt
Tell him the cops is not gon help
Cause I'm still getting not go to jail
N***a

I got street appeal, I appeal to the streets
I what I feel, I spit it real to my peeps
You little n***a, you can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets
You can get killed in the streets




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