The Game - Streets lyrics

[Layzie Bone] Now I sound so raw, cos I'm down by law Trying to play me cos I'm rapping I will break yo jaw Catch a n***a in these streets make you take clothes off Leave you dead bu*t naked Man you f**in' with a boss, cross pa** with me I'm in the hood all them watts in the Bronx where they cater all around The devil block, trouble not I'm ready for em, n***as they know I'm ready for them I'm the hardest I'm a ? so I'm heated heavy for it Why you looking for me n***a wit yo looking a** Meet me at the Club all my n***as get to whippin' a** Then a n***a sue me, sue me n***a pos'ed to be thug n***a Pos'ed to be street, pull your skirt down n***a cos we smellin' yo p**y The whole bottom line is you can't f** wit' me Will.I.Am the ghetto!, Will.I.Am the ghetto! (Streets) Cause' I'm a thug by nature, thug by nature Gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin', gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin' [Chorus: Will.I.Am] You looking, for me, ill be, rollin' You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets If you looking, for me, ill be, rollin' You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets [The Game] Its the black rag a**a**in, fourty fo' mag blast And black ski mask throwing shots out a dodge magnum Gang bang forever put the barrel on the head of the devil Wit homicidal intentions I reign terror On any cliq or squad you n***as b**h you fraud I'm a tickin' time bomb let it finish the job Lyrical damage on one, two punch, crush you amateurs Box and watch me execute like (co*kins?) My flow piping hot scorchin', proceed with caution murder any mc Ya soul is lost, when I'm ridin' with them bone thugs, black Glocks and chrome slugs Parked on the block with the nose up, get ready for the face off Nicholas Cage ain't got sh** on a n***a with a f**in' grenade One man army, only two things in the world can call me West p**y and that bomb a** chronic I never back down, never back down Never back down, now let the bone thugs back [Chorus] [Krazie Bone] Now we them n***as in them black dickies and steel toe boots Stomp on that n***a that got a pistol but he still gon' shoot Cause he a hoe, like half to these n***as is rappin' I'm a let you know, these n***as is actin' and puttin' on a fancy show We done checked these n***as, met these n***as man I don't respect these n***as I'm a real mother f**ing T-H-U-G, original hate to be a critic But yo sh** I ain't feeling, no, you n***as is elementary I got history, lyrically you can't see me, physically ill bring your misery, seriously You n***as ain't been hearing me, but listen to these other n***as hits You hear my twist they blew my sh**, but its all good, cos we keep it all hood And when we see n***as get rolled dog like a hog should Just lemme put the mother f**in' money on the wood b**h n***as would be gone if they could, but I'm a shut em down I'm a shut 'em down, I'm a shut em down, bone n***as known not to f** around! [Chorus] If you lookin'! [Wish Bone] I got my hand on my balls, grippin in the raws Hood star, sh** could be my boulevard, you know I'm in the streets I ain't hard to reach, on some cool sh** and some beef sh** n***a I'm in the Streets, this ain't my only occupation hittin' avenues, chasin' paper always And I know how to get It, and pissy hallways, in the raw way You can get it how you live, n***a step the wrong way I let it bang b-bang bang, I'm the street for real And I love it but you know how the game play got me ready to k** Somebody, but its all good, wit' these shows at my streets n***a all good Gotta be stacking my paper like that's all I know, these n***as is playin' I gotta get it like lock and load, winter through summer, summer back through to winter We hustlin' dawg, hustlin', hustlin', hustlin' Give it all you got, give it all you got, hustlin' n***as is talkin' bout weed now watch Yo mouth! [Chorus] If you lookin'!