[Verse 1: Big Vic]
Straight doin' is the thing that I come by punk
No thoughts to the matter when I get drunk
Gettin' gerped is a way of life for me
Brown bag wid a forty straight to the party see
Always on the run but I did mix
So don't trip when ya see Vic hop a fence
Straight turn around in the cuts and lookin' for a n***a to jack
In my lap my f**in' strap and po po's on my f**in' back
(Whoop there it is!) This n***a wid the slow roll money smoke and chiz
Trip through the sewer I'll be ya tour guide
Used to be young as f** and now he pullin' homicides
After the d**h I'm headed towards the light
Get ready for the hit and stay outta sight
Straight done did it and we poppin' and it ain't no joke
Make the headlines my way, n***a smoked
New booty to the game of crack
Tried to sell and couldn't watch his back
To the cuts and have the n***a jacked
Nine double M to the dome and took his sack
Day after day it's the same sh**, (same sh**)
Year after year and it don't quit, (it don't quit)
n***as on the Hill try to, ruin it but they can't
Cause I'm straight doin' it
[Verse 2: E-Sick]
There's a whole lotta sh** I need to talk about
So you'll see what the s**a Free is all about
The whole f**in' city's turfed out
Everybody and they momma's in the drama no doubt
Two for one is how we do it in the city
Get ya a** f**ed up n***as showin' no pity
Alotta motherf**as g**nin'
Other young brothers sell caine crack or dank
I know alotta hoes that, boost
Hit they a** wrong n***as gettin' juice
It's n***as that might rob ya
Put a pistol to ya face or don't bother
The point I'm tryin' to make is real clear G
That livin' in Frisco's crazy
4-1-5 is the code that we live by
Gotta get drunk stay pumped for the drive-by
[Verse 3]
s**a busta gay f*ggot coward a** n***as
Better punk out when my finger's on the trigger
Causin' no delay I won'ta save to hesitate
To blast to the chest and put a bullet in ya brain
My friend my homie, my so called partna
Next time I see him I think I gotta pop him
Pack a gat up in my pants everytime that I'm steppin'
The forty-four mag is the motherf**in' weapon
Straight doin' it I'm worst than a dope fiend
Or wid some dame I get psyche off the cheap green
[HOOK]
n***as be doin' it straight be doin' it
Brothers ain't new to it and really don't give a sh**
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[Verse 4: Big Vic]
Straight doin' is the thoughts that I'm thinkin'
To the n***as on the forties keep drinkin'
And to the n***as on the danked out tip
Frisco's in the house keep ya pistol on ya hip
sh** never gets better it gets worse
The n***as gettin' k**ed the b**hes gettin' hurt
Now I'm tryna let you know the way it was
The n***as the b**hes the k**in' the d**
Peep game, the G-A-M-E
If I don't get you, then you will get me
Ya so called n***a ain't sh** from jump street
And I'll be damned if I let a n***a get me
[Verse 5]
n***as don't understand and b**hes don't comprehend
About this attitude a n***a be havin'
Cause livin' in Frisco a n***a be tryna hang
Slangin' this caine while I part-time g**n
My set Hunter's Point everybody's strapped down
n***as be strapped down from Harbor to Deuce Town
Tech 9 twenty-five and my A.K
Four forty Mac three eighty and a twelve guage
[Verse 6: E-Sick]
Well all playas grab a six-pack and listen
Fire up the biggie as I take you on a mission
As we roll through the streets through the hoods
Through the cuts of San Francisco
YEAH, I'm hearin' that gangstas don't live long
So when I leave the house I gotta make it home
Perved and swerved yeh eyes kinda tight
Just came from all night on a motherf**in' bike
f** it jumped in a motherf**in' bucket
Up and down third, n***as straight gerpin'
Money's on I smoke blunts wid my folks
Touchin' on spots gettin' drunk tellin' jokes
As a n***a hoax we was all out the game
Like the old days it ain't a damn thang changed
I can't look back go back I gives a f**
I work all week and get drunk at the clubs
n***as be doin' it straight be doin' it
n***a ain't new to it and really don't give a sh**
Everyday thang wid enuff of you hoes
She the same old b**h in some brand new clothes
Playas, haters, n***as don't trip
You bobbin' yo head like you lovin' this sh**
n***as keep gone, gettin' straight f**ed
You gotta keep on ya mind it's all about comin' up
That's the way it is cause n***as don't give a f**
Gotta stay crunk like a motherf**in' Mack truck
Goin' straight ahead never ever stop
Ya don't look back, you might get popped
And don't even trip cause the sh** ain't gon' stop
In the streets of Frisco