down dirty woman Go back to where you come from But baby, wait But wait my ass Hit the streets, yo ass is grass Now, Mr Biggs before ya done Wait, how you know
dirty woman Back to where you come from But baby, wait But wait, my ass Hit the streets, your ass is grass {Now Mr. Biggs, before you're done} Wait, how you know
made somethin' from nothin', you gotta love me You gotta love me, you know you love me Even if you hate to admit it, you gotta love me Did it by myself
rain Did you ever waken to the sound of street cats making love? You guess from the cries you were listening to a fight Well you know, oh, know, haste
you nothing but hell Be careful where you roam 'cause you might not make it home Don't you dare ever get lost 'cause you get caught up in that sauce
pin they coming home Gotta stay strong 'cause you ain't alone Remember you always got love from home But still this pain and may not know it I'm a boy
Hey, bruh Everybody wanna know 'bout that Bruh bruh, bruh bruh What that mean, bruh? Is that when you coolin', bruh? And you know you da shit You holler
I don't know what to do, I don't know where to go I don't fit up in this industry but know I can flow Why I'm standing in the ghetto when I know I could
fit in my shoes And you cowards can't walk my path I don't know nobody fuckin' wit us I ain't Gerome Bettis, but if I hit you it's gon' feel like the
fit in my shoes And you cowards can't walk my path (SL) I don't know nobody fuckin wit us I ain't Gerome Bettis but if I hit you it's gon feel like
let it out P, what, let it out P, what Let it out P, what, let it out P, what See, you won't even know you hurt sometimes Until you in conversation
Green How do you do? Welcome I thought I'd seize this opportunity to tell you A little more about myself if you don't mind This is my vision, you know
or you might regret I guess they didn't get the memo or the leaflet You know if you was harder than me then you'd be led And if you had more street cred then you
shit man, what up dunn? Yo where've you been at man? Yo we need you man You gotta put out that knowledge Kick that street knowledge G Please man, you
i st-st-studdard every time i tried if it's only when it's fit for you then I bet that i'ma guy you my heart, if you leave me then i bet that imma die
got you Even though it ain't me, I understand It's real in these streets, I understand When it comes to that rent, that whip That check, ain't nobody gonna protect your neck like you I know
fuck you in this for? I see you chasin hoes, and all your fancy clothes you say you hate the music, then why you at the show? What all that yappin' mean