best keep away from me Street rat, street rat Street rat, street rat Street rat, street rat Street rat, street rat Street rat, street rat Street rat, street
crazy, what a crazy cat Then something strange would happen, there's trouble on the way And trouble only means one thing.... Joey's on the street again
Shower at sunrise Shave and get dressed I've joined the rat race Just like the rest Horse back the highways Rats fill the streets Girl I get through it
us back All through my house I set up traps It seem like the rats have a map But nowadays I don't know how to act So now I feed the rats crack [ ROUND
hold a blonic Whisper in my ear she wha fly supersonic Vitamin S - she want the natural tonic Real street hustler we grow hydroponic Jamaican niggas doh live without chronic Snitches and rats
wore those, marked money we tore those My whole team channelin' coke through urban portholes You livin' like meer immortals, your block's foreclosed We forty deep on in the street
They don't know, who we be They don't know, who we be They don't know, who we be They don't know, who we be What we seein' is The streets, the cops
beef get the fuck off my street Getcha motherfuckin' ass beat L.A., Compton, long beach, whooptie whoop nigga what? I don't give a fuck Hustlers, hood-rats
with the progam man proceed Old lady pocketbook snatcher, car thief Of course we ain't friends, you never stood on no blocks Streets or corners with
sore blunt tongue Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks Pissing on magazine photos Those fishing lures thrown in the cold And clean blood of Christ mountain stream
[Scarface] Niggaz forget about the streets but when they rap they songs They claim they tote the heat, they quick to clap they guns In interviews be braggin
niggas left to do bids, and most done died My neighborhood is like a ghost town Would hype some trash The BGs got the hood hot With whites and rats The
line And I'm a be this way all my life, yea All my life... (I take you to the gully streets, With the gully god... Mavado get 'em) [Mavado:] These streets
Out in the streets The dogs are on the run, the cats are all in heat Out in the streets Snakes are all around you, dirty rats are on their way They control
get it eventually No penitentiary, there will be no clemency You will meet the lowest, Snitch, in given us a century These cats is rats now, the streets
Then we [Incomprehensible] You make a hundred dollars to the streets you made a G When you coppin' *** they swearin' you move *** Feds gettin' close and the rats
D-Block, ten hut My street niggaz are you ready? Less more I'ma ryder clap off hop in a divider Keep the car in neutral let it roll back Big A.K. tied
linen Doo rag, but not from my head The beat's spinnin' They sayin' what the street's been missin' Dropped Walk Wit Me, but that was just for the streets