, nigga off top (off top) Man, B.G. be hustlin' ya heard me (Hustlin') I be grindin' and fuck the Police (Grindin') (Fuck 'em) I don't give a fuck bout
V.L. not afraid the rocks and the twelth gauge Raised like a slave caught up in that thirteenth cage On that dust ready bust Plus blunts got a nigga don't give
Walk+ and I'ma "bad motherfucker from East New York" You see me callin them SHOTS like I'm Jimmy the GREEK and when you see me on the STREET I make a
: Never has it been so sweet to your ear So lend it here and let go your fear And give a green light to the man on the mic And keep this beat cause it
you tell me 'bout your law and order I'm try'n' to change this water to wine Never mind your name, just give us your number, mm Never mind your face
some dymb shit (Yeyyy!) Now all of these celebrity hoes wanna get me cause (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) The streets fuck with me (Yeah!) I get in they blood I give
used to And what I won't do, I'll have one of my troops do Nigga we'll kill you I'm ready for combat, a solider on the frontline Take me to the streets
smell something fishy man it might be a rat You mean niggas switchin' sides on niggas just like that? You know me I stay with a chick on her knees And give
Oh, yes indeed. You're out on the streets looking good, And baby deep down in your heart I guess you know that it ain't right, Never, never, never, never, never, never
in your pocket And a whole lot of time to kill You went looking for answers To questions you don't understand And you never will I'm living the street
tickets, youre gonna have to pay her if you want to park here well mommys little dancer has quite a little secret working on the streets now, never gonna
know two wrongs don't make a right But I don't give a damn Thinking you can do whatever you like But that don't make you a man It's so crazy, I never
: Tonight out on the streets I'm gonna follow you Tell you all about a scene That you would kill for You're gonna love what's Burning right in front
behind your scruples, let me take you to the edge everything in moderation that's the golden rule take away all pleasure, that seems kind of cruel to give the people power got to give
lights Truck down the street feeling kinda funky Get on the beat shuffle your feet Never know you might get lucky You got love on the brain Flashing like a neon Feed 'em a line Give
: I took my fantasy to Deborah You know she's always been a friendly girl You'll see her cruise the Picadilly streets And she winks at every man she
I'm outside lookin' in But if your chance came would you take it Where on earth do I begin I'm Mandy fly me I've often heard her jingle It's never struck
began five years ago Took a funky idea and began to roll By doing something that was never done While getting paid, still having fun Being explicit straight from the streets