Streets

[Layzie Bone] Know why I sound so raw cause I'm down by law Try to play me cause I'm rappin I will break yo' jaw Catch a nigga in these streets, make him take clothes off Leave you dead butt-naked, man you fuckin with a boss Cross paths with me, I'm in the hood, all in Watts, in the Bronx In Decatur, all around the devil block, trouble knocks I'm ready for 'em, niggas they know I'm ready for them I'm a artist, I'm a deadly poet so I'm heated heavy for it Why you lookin for me nigga with yo' lookin ass Meet me in the club, all my niggas get to whoopin ass Then a nigga sue me, sue me Nigga 'posed to be thug, nigga 'posed to be streets Pull yo' skirt down nigga cause we smellin yo' pussy The whole bottom line is you can't fuck with me Will.i.am the ghetto {"You can find it all.."} Will.i.am the ghetto {".. in the street"} Cause I'm a thug by nature, "Thug By Nature" Gotta keep thuggin I'm thuggin, gotta keep thuggin I'm thuggin [Hook: will.i.am] If you lookin, fo' me, I'll be, rollin You could find me in the streets You, you could find me in the streets If you lookin, fo' me, I'll be, rollinnnn You could find me in the streets You, you could find me in the streets If you lookin! [The Game] It's the black rag assassin, 44-mag blastin Black ski mask throwin shots out a Dodge Magnum Gangbang forever, put the barrel on the head of the devil With homicidal intentions, I reign terror On any clique or squad, you niggas bitch you fraud I'm a tickin time-bomb that'll finish the job Lyrical damager, one-two punch crush you amateurs Box and watch me execute like Cockton My flow pipin hot scorchin, proceed with caution Murder any MC or soul that's lost When I'm ridin with them Bone Thugs Black Glocks and chrome slugs parked on the block with the nose up Get ready for the Face/Off, Nicolas Cage Ain't got shit on a nigga with a fuckin grenade One man army, only two things in the world could calm me Wet pussy and that bomb ass chronic I'll never back down, never back down Never back down now that the Bone Thugs back {*blaow*} [Hook] [Krayzie Bone] Now we the niggas in the black Dickies and steel-toe boots Stompin' that nigga that got a pistol and he still won't shoot Cause he a ho, like half of these niggas is rappin I'mma let you know These niggas is actin and puttin on a fashion show We done checked these niggas Met these niggas, man I don't respect these niggas I'm a real motherfuckin T-H-U-G original Hate to be a critic but yo' shit I ain't feelin though You niggas is elementary, I got history Lyrically you can't see me, physically I'll bring you misery Seriously, you niggas ain't been hearin me - but listen To these other niggas hits, you hear my twist, they do my shit But it's all good cause we keep it all hood And when we see niggas we roll dawg like a hog should Just let me put the motherfuckin money on the wood Bitch niggas would be Bone if they could But I'mma shut 'em down, I'mma shut 'em down I'mma shut 'em down, Bone niggas known not to fuck around [Hook] [Wish Bone] I got my hand on my balls Grippin Nina Ross, hood star, shit could be my boulevard You know I'm in the streets, I ain't hard to reach On some cool shit or some beef shit nigga I'm in the streets This ain't my only occupation, hittin avenues Chasin paper always (always) and I know how to get it In pissy hallways (hallways) in a raw way You could get it how you live, nigga step the wrong way I let it bang b-bang bang, I'm the streets for real And I love it but you know how the gameplay got me ready to kill Somebody, but it's all good With these shows in my streets, nigga all good Gotta keep stackin my paper like it's all I know These niggas is playin, I gotta get it lock and load Winter through summer, summer back through the winter We hustlin dawg, hustlin hustlin hustlin Give it all ya got, give it all ya got, hustlin Niggas that's talkin about we ain't out - WATCH yo' mouth! [Hook]