still taxing these wanna be bitch niggas I sell the coke by the pound on these bitch niggas (B.G.) These hoes like mosquitoes, sucking dick and lickin nuts ridin these '96 blue
trillion cut And my grill be slugged up My heart filled with anger lost, stranded as a youngster Stack my chesse up Cuz oneday I'm a give this street
ll ain't fuckin with us (nah) Ya'll ain't fuckin with us G Unit! [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] It's two thousand and four New pound in the draw Blue powder
Love) The city is my jungle gym Look at this big great world that we're living in There's lots of fun to be had on these streets We can take a ride just
Johnny Law tryin to make my chips I never pulled the trigger, didn't touch that bitch Throw yo' hands in the air, it's a robbery .. thinkin 'Pac, would you ride
't escape fate, the end is gettin nearer [Nas:] Imagine smoking weed in the streets without cops harassing Imagine going to court with no trial Lifestyle cruising blue
me tell these mother fuckers something) You know what I'm saying they can't touch it (I cross my heart and hope the streets will listen) (41st Side mother
] As we ride by the end of the night You will envision how thugstas play Can you handle the vibe [Krayzie] Pedal to the medal we see blue light [Bizzy
: I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova I could walk like Brando
: (feat. Lil Wayne & Lil Jon) [Ciara:] Am looking for a trap star Slick talker ghetto bamma Don't matter red or blue bandana Wheels to big how they
fatal Its peaks are cold as ice They're riding on the subways They're riding on the streets They'll ride you down to the gutters They'll ride you off
to Hollywood to keep it street First rule to put T watches on the TV Everyday it's a party on Grove street [Outro: DJ Khaled - talking] We the best
go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place I once used to call home sweet home [Verse 2- Eminem] I roam the streets
for ya life twice When the mortician embalmed ya body he took ya ice In the coffin people often said you looked nice Witcha Royal Blue suit on, half ya
at I love my block With the dimmed out street lights Thugs do they thing under the busted ass street sign Better lock your car before it turns into a G ride
like you hatin me Ask you one question, was it good? He have you on the wall like me, was it hood? You probably showed him your sexy faces, how you ride
Yeah, Its like that right Blow his Back out, make his shoes work Aiyyo, this shit be off the knock it rock whatever cock block it Cat get blown, who own this street
up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Strett Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries Cruisin' down 8th Street
