S CRAZY) [Chorus] [Black Rob] Now the moral of the story is what? (THAT'S CRAZY) Exception, CO, doing the streets (THAT'S CRAZY) Some chicken won't even give
the force of my shit kickin' like it was Kung Fu Blast through, don't these corny niggas harass you Set a tone in the streets where even the fans blast
Just make it clap, just make it clap Ay yo we about to take everybody from every street And throw a party in the Grand Canyon, come on! Ah ha, yeah yeah
but they aint really living it opinions are like assholes so who gives a sh-t [Chorus] You know they mad cause cause cause I'm hood rich you aint never
top for your ass get popped now If you a rida, yeah Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah Tonight night I can't sleep We livin' in hell, yeah First they, give
me stronger to continue the fight You made me give up the life I had on the streets Gets rough and I've been on the hold on Never questioned that you
face on fire Run and tell your friends to never dream, never win Ghettos keep a crying out to streets full of zombies Kids are killing kids and then the
[1st movement:] The only love my heart approaches Your tender eyes fill mind with roses I drink your wine And never will my heart dry inside Or be denied
go to war, nigga tell me why? Punk niggas talk shit, bitch niggas die Let's take it to the streets and I'm a check your heart I never backed down and
is gettin' money I'd rather taste the green than sip the honey So don't expect nuttin' 'cause I ain't offerin' I go hard on my bitches 'cause I'm never never
back window I make a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free And the streets to a player
Red or blue 'cuss or blood It just don't matter Sucker die for your life when my shotgun scatters We gangs of L.A. will never die, just multiply Colors
split the grip wit ya Common sense will keep you safer than vests LA streets will make your guts leak Chorus: Ambulance, cots, cause real niggas give
know? Connect Hit me up, give me a call. You know how we do? Roc-A-Fella Style, Peace [Ice-T] Peace out Motherfuckers said I'd never survive, here
or Die, that's the code of the streets I didn't invent Niggas sketch my life out with malicious intent My skin color's got me trapped in a never ending
'll lock your ass up quick The FCC says 'Profanity, no airplay" They can suck my dick while I take a shit all day Think I give a fuck about some silly
a mitt L.A., Atlanta, New York, yo, my shit rocks Chi-town, Miami, Detroit, I get much props Because I roll with the hardcore G Every street's the same street