Paroles:
Street Dogs Strike A Blow

Here comes the refrain so jump into the crowd It's time to take a chance and strike a blow Go for the jugular and strike a blow Trash talk fluff on

Here comes the refrain so jump into the crowd It's time to take a chance and strike a blow Go for the jugular and strike a blow Trash talk fluff on

the greens and blow, oh no! Dipping through the trails, running from twelve Everybody gotta lay low, shhhhhh! Escape routes major, elite street rollers Shit, we doper than cola, straight from Ayatollah A

nicest Put words together like a fucking hypen Nigga don't make us start fucking rifling Nigga really it go to fucking striking We got a lot of rappers striking

What's ya worse nightmare, Black? I'm beyond that The mic, how I strike it, got 'em dialin' psychics Roll with minds, don't give a fuck if you don't

get, the more we takin' From other people, baby Brooklyn Here's a toast to all the dons, dope fiends and hoes Long cons, diamond rings and the kings that blow

for you, would you die for me? Obviously, we all know you type of cats Let they man get struck, never strike back Stay in the streets, seven days a week

no real scrill How silly ! Street clowns frown in bad times Which probably explains mad dogs and high crime Influx of murder deluxe to strike us Bust

A yo I rep QB 'til I R.I.P 96 buildings 6 blocks in QB Everyday is like a movie, so you know we had to pursuit it First joint "murda muzik" A yo y'all