ARTIST(s): Bone Thugs n Harmony - feat. The Game & will.i.am SONG TITLE: Streets ALBUM: Strength & Loyalty [Layzie Bone] Know why I sound so raw cause I'm down by law Try to play because I'm rappin I will break yo' jaw Catch a nigga in these streets, make him take clothes off Leave you there 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, niggaz they know I'm ready for them hardest I'm a deadly poet so I'm heated heavy for it Why you lookin for me nigga with yo' lookin ass Meet me at the club, all my niggaz get to whoopin ass Then a nigga sue me, sue me Nigga 'posed to be thug, nigga 'posed to be street Pull yo' skirt down nigga cause I'm smellin yo' pussy The whole bottom line is you can't fuck with me Will.i.am the ghetto... Well I am the ghetto... Cause I'm a thug by nature, "Thug By Nature" Gotta keep thuggin I'm thuggin, gotta keep thuggin I'm thuggin [Chorus: 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 niggaz 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 never back down, never back down Never back down now that the Bone Thugs back {*blaow*} [Chorus] [Krayzie Bone] Now we the niggaz in the black Dickies and still tote boots Stompin a nigga that got a pistol and he still won't shoot Is he a ho? Like half of these niggaz is rappin I'ma let you know These niggaz is actin and puttin on a fashion show We done checked these niggaz Met these niggaz, man I don't respect these niggaz I'm a real motherfuckin T-H-U-G original Hate to be a critic but yo' shit I ain't feelin though You niggaz is elementary, I got history Lyrically you can't see me, physically I'll bring you misery Seriously, you niggaz ain't been hearin me - but listen to these other niggaz hits, you hear my twist, they bit my shit But it's all good cause we keep it all hood And when we see niggaz we raw dawg like a hog should Just when we put the motherfuckin money on the wood Bitch niggaz really bone if they could But I'ma shut 'em down, I'ma shut 'em down I'ma shut 'em down, Bone niggaz known not to fuck around [Chorus] [Wish Bone] I got my head on my balls Grippin Nina Ross, hood star, sick up in 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 They say 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 stuck up wrong way I let it bang b-bang bang, I'm the streets for real And I love it but you know how the game play got me ready to kill somebody, but it's all good With these shows, and my streets, nigga all good Gotta keep stackin my paper like it's all I know These niggaz is playin, I gotta get it lock and load Winter to summer, summer back through the winter We hustlin dawg, hustlin hustlin hustlin Give it all ya got, give it all ya got, hustlin Niggaz that's talkin about we ain't out – WATCH yo' mouth! [Chorus]
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