All my real street niggaz throw your guns up Throw your guns up, throw your guns up I'd rather have enemies 'Cause fear last longer than love In the streets nothing stronger than thug We all bleed the same color Weather you a crip or a blood You want more you'll be comin' with slugs Yo, yo, the head nigga in charge, king of New York Greatest of all time, you wanna talk streets let's talk We are the streets, forever check my wall report There's no way out except entertainment, drugs and sports Feds try to shut us down without a reasonable doubt Supreme clientèle legal drug money on paper routes Till the death do us part for money, power, respect My road to riches don't want dies like life after death It's hell on earth, the block is hot 400 degreez The truth tell us what envy all eyes on me A top-dawg said the game is to be sold not told Pulled out the ill-matic 16 shots to your dome Capital punishment black trash trapped in crime The ghetto's trying to kill me, license to ill Kriminal mind To understand there was a comin'' of age We nigga'z fo' life, disaster strikes on Judgment Day I'd rather have enemies 'Cause fear last longer than love In the streets nothing stronger than thug We all bleed the same color Weather you a crip or a blood You want more you'll be comin' with slugs I'd rather have enemies 'Cause fear last longer than love In the streets nothing stronger than thug We all bleed the same color Weather you a crip or a blood You want more you'll be comin' with slugs I ain't got time for dem lies, I gotta get mines Muthafucka ask Shyne, he'll tell you I rise Do 'em dirty this time, worked with Phillis this time You outta line tryin' to war with us shootin' that nine Gotta our back against the wall, so its ball or die' Outlaw 'cause of course you hate it, watch how we rise (Wha'?) Nigga I street talk, the gangsta' walk to be like this Then I load 'em up, one by one shootin' don't miss It's a critical game, we pledge plead for this blood If you a thug it don't matter, the crypt fo' this 'cuz Outlaw muthafucka then bust yo' rocket Firestarr and other people attack yo' pocket Yo' it's serious biz, we hand deliver this shit If you want, it's door to door service Hand 'em and scream makes it more worth it Hold up I'm lying 'cause shit I'm gettin' money now So I drop fifty thou and take a trip back to the isle Come back to the states like shit what a vacation My mind on Makaveli and this money we taken I'm gonna bust 'em and then vacate the scene Before the siren's scream, 2001 look how my team gleam Comin' up quick like we out there pitchin' them birdies Terrorize the whole game, with my nigga'z from Jersey And if you in tha way well shit you be there long We head strong, so fuck it nigga let'z get it on All my real street niggaz throw your guns up Throw your guns up, throw your guns up All my real street niggaz throw your guns up Throw your guns up, throw your guns up I'd rather have enemies 'Cause fear last longer than love In the streets nothing stronger than thug We all bleed the same color Weather you a crip or a blood You want more you'll be comin' with slugs I'd rather have enemies 'Cause fear last longer than love In the streets nothing stronger than thug We all bleed the same color Weather you a crip or a blood You want more you'll be comin' with slugs © S500 PUBLISHING; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com