around (story of a street life) It seems like every single day There's something bringing me down (story of a street life) Now there's a war in the streets
wreck Like that, yeah, ha ha ha And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all...
in a bundle, fifties and hundreds and G stacks If I could just hit that big lick I could relax And ease back off of thuggin' and stick to hustlin' Concentrate
it, put your ass into it Put your back into it Put your ass into it Tic-tic-boom, hear me banging down these back streets Bumpin' Blackstreet, treated like an athlete Life
To all, rise and shine, give God the glory I already give a percent of mine to Bert and Cory And still got bills and employees to pay So excuse me Lord
and we would both rule, forever, And I would never feel pain and never be without pleasure, ever, again And if the rain stops, And everything's
was sworn in like a true Mason (yeah) Tables turned, left the youth engaged and learned Thoughts raised concern just like blunts made to burn I play this life, homey besides on the status
die Chorus [AZ the Visualiza] And ever since I was a tarface baby, watchin Scarface I dreamed of guns and tons of coke on a car chase A fat connect
How I keep from goin' under And ever since I was a tar face baby watchin' Scarface I dreamed of guns and tons of coke on a car chase A fat connect with
they took chase, When they heard little Daddy push weight. {It was a robbery, snatch his platinum cubic link, and his wallabe's. Another street casualty that was written and
killas on my team, (soldiers) And I'm hangin with the shocker and the ice cream Beware, my mental status is flawed, (crazy) Start bangin and muthafuckas
be hoppin' Over barbed wire fences, right? But I had this one broad She was so damn sprung she use What? Uhh, and ahh, and a VHS camera And a VHS camera
fill the void And recollect the word of a vet once put me down With be about your paper mack and watch The folks you clown with, life's a hustle, have
night But times got harder and harder My dreams got further and further away And nigga, I chased them but couldn't catch them to save my life So now
. Toi] Put your back into it [Ice Cube] Put your ass into it [Ice Cube] Tic-tic-boom Hear me banging down these back streets Bumpin' Blackstreet, fiending like an athlete Life
