For the Streets
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Yeah I do it for these streets, cuz all my niggas gotta eat
And before we starve on the yard
Yeah we gon' get it out these streets
Another chance at life in prison for another feast
A hundred bands on twenty bricks is just another lease
Yeah what it do, see Loco come in, demand the bread
And that fat .44 bulldog's a cannonhead
Yeah I'm telling you they line him right, him and his man is dead
And my killers they drug free, just addicted to bread
Cannibal, animalistic, pressing my skull, I'm pissing some of 'em
Like cats in the corner, gotta hit 'em from a distance
For instance, incident after incident
It's body after body when shottie is searching my Benjamins
Yeah Kodak, picture my .38 throwback
Before I throw that, the shit's so clean, just call me Kojak
I'm swinging through the city with mob figures that know that
The loc back, plug so happy that he don't hold back
You spottie my gotti, my drop beam right in the lobby
I'm sloppy, the only way to stop me is bring the autopsy
Say I'm cocky, might send out a hit that hit everybody
And promise pull out a list for the names of everybody
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Yeah I do it for these streets, cuz all my niggas gotta eat
And before we starve on the yard
Yeah we gon' get it out these streets
Another chance at life in prison for another feast
A hundred bands on twenty bricks is just another lease
I say it's death before dishonor
Spit with a fully and feeling for you step before your honor
Criminal record is violence, beef until it's silence
Known for kicking off rides and riding 'til they retire
My environmental experience, you're hearing it
Press about my business so business niggas is fearing it
Say Loco want a deal, I say fuck them niggas, I'm rearing it
My handlebars on the game, half the streets I'm steering it
Pull up in that Lam' like fuck it nigga I'm gearing it
Screaming fuck the world like Pac did and fuck who hearing it
Give 'em them bars raw, like snorting that dog's salt
Then watch 'em get on your ass like you fucked with the dog's boss
Big dog, call me boss of the game, I never crossed
You never stole, quick to pull them thangs for the change like a boss
And you never been a rat, hit the pen back to back
Except my gangsters official and the squad got my back
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Yeah I do it for these streets, cuz all my niggas gotta eat
And before we starve on the yard
Yeah we gon' get it out these streets
Another chance at life in prison for another feast
A hundred bands on twenty bricks is just another lease