TF Mafia
by jamie nyc
Coney Island, for real.
TF Mafia - "Court In The Streets"
I hold court in the streets, Homey
I ain’t tellin’ nothing
You can check the police reports
I ain’t tellin’ nothing
Takin' guilt to my grave, Homey
I ain’t tellin’ nothing
I’m built for this baby boy
I ain’t tellin’ nothing
They can beat me in the alley
Till I’m huffing and puffing
But when they finished with me, Homey
I ain’t tell ‘em nothing
When one of my dudes get killed dude
I ain’t tellin’ nothing
I hold court in the streets, Homey
I ain’t tellin’ nothing
Only thing I’m pointing out
Is the barrel when I’m huntin’
When I see ‘em in the street
Cock it, aim it and start dumpin’
I hold court in the streets, Homey
I ain’t tellin’ nothing
You can check the police reports
I ain’t tellin’ nothing
Taking guilt to my grave, Homey
I ain’t tellin’ nothing
I’m built for this baby boy
I ain’t tellin’ nothing
