Da Streets Ain't Right

(Notorious B.I.G. sample) x2

It's the ones that smoke blunts wit cha

See ya picture

Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get cha

Chorus:

Niggas in da street ain't right

Every other day I keep strugglin' to keep my life

And I never know when I gotta go, so I stay strapped

Cause niggas they don't know how to act

Mack Daddy:

It's Monday night and I'm out

Chillin' with my girl, top down

500 SL pumpin' some sounds

Now me I'm in Versace from my head to toe

Lookin' for a place to go

So I can spend my dough

I found a spot, jumped out

My girl was hot, no doubt

And that was all I heard these bustas talkin' about

Now I ain't payin' no attention to this high school skit

And I ain't even tryin' to fight over this here dip

I kept walkin', but all they did was follow

Tryin' to flex

Talkin' about ym girls titties

And the jewels around my neck

Now I can feel a confrontation bout to jump on off

And I can see these little bustas

Tryin' to play me for soft

I heard "stick up, stick up, get down and don't look up

Nigga give me all your money and your jewels cause you're stuck"

I said "What?" Fightin' back hit my mind

But it's a waste of time cause I ain't got my nine

And these...

Chorus x2

Daddy Mack:

Now I done did all this work

So I can be the man

Fresh to def, twenty grand in a black sedan

Not knowin' I done had some homies watchin'

Steady clockin', plottin' to put da drop on me

Cause I'm flossin', hit the streets left and right

Sittin' swoll, lookin' for me a party that