Tsu Surf - The Streetz lyrics

(Intro) Say 'what' again. Say 'what' again, I dare you I double dare you motherf**er, say what one more Goddamn time! Brett: He... he's black... Jules: Go on... Brett: He's bald Jules: Does he look like a b**h? Brett: What? Jules: [Shoots Brett in the shoulder] DOES HE LOOK LIKE A b*tch? Brett: No! (Verse) Pistol packin', drug sellin', post it with convicted felons Nan the clip, spit yo melon, far from dumb, I'm very clever Time is precious, every second, every minute, every hour I sublime and I blow sour, you got money, you got power I don't f** around with cowards, half of these n***as be stallin' Hayward in the f**in' county, any fire, I'm about it (Free my n***as) So free all my n***as until they get free Frontin' and stuntin', you nothin' like me Kickin' it savage, exquisite the beat You don't got no money, don't get in no beef You visit the streets, you playin' for keefs Swing through yo block every day of the week Twist some sh** up and I'm leavin' the scene I'm in the cut sellin' dope to the fiends n***as ain't f**in' with me and my team HBUp, n***a, we got the streets Smokin' on strong cuz you lil n***as weak Talk to yo money, ain't talkin' to me Hood all hot, fish all sweet n***as be snakes, b**hes be creeps Hittin' the trap, n***a, that's how I eat I'mma do me, n***a, so f** what you think n***as know me, I go hard on the pen Ain't talkin' ? but I need everything Ain't takin' no ? I need everything (Hook) This the streetz, this the streetz n***as snakes, b**hes creeps It ain't a game, play it for keeps This the streetz, know that this the streetz n***as snakes, b**hes creeps I seen the strong survive, you can't be weak This the streetz, this the streetz n***as snakes, b**hes creeps (Verse 2) I really gotta thank my momma, without her I'd prolly be dead Got ? strappin' that .2, it's like 50 with one in the head Get in my zone, bluntin' it ? and I'm gone Point me to them and they gone, choppas get blown ? on that phone, free they be flags they be home I heard it was beef, I skirt up on em with them cals up They go bleaw bluf, anotha town stump goin' loud up It ain't tinted, I ain't ma**ed up There's gloves in the mag tug, there's gloves in the max tuck There's gloves in the Mactop, it's personal I'mma tear his a** up, nippin' in the bu*ter ain't love That's how I do n***as, neva been to Chiraq, drill me a few n***as n***as be talkin', but I'm outta town, faded Tweet me, I'm busy, pull up back home alone Back ? (Hook) This the streetz, this the streetz n***as snakes, b**hes creeps It ain't a game, play it for keeps This the streetz, know that this the streetz n***as snakes, b**hes creeps I seen the strong survive, you can't be weak This the streetz, this the streetz n***as snakes, b**hes creeps