In The Streets

[Chorus - x 2 ]

In the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a

if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a

when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup

for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up

[Verse 1]

They always be askin what is crack cocaine

Crack cocaine fries your brain

Crack cocaine keep me pocket change when I be on my slang

Keep them thangs single solid on a brick up off the house

Try to snatch my shit wit out payin I'm blowin off ya mouth

That's the way it is in up in the dope game have no respect

Don't pass wit no brains if no thangs blow some big ass checks

Straight to the liquor store thats were we roll to get my 75

Damn they close at 11 yes I'm ballin doin 99

Worked that whole week to get that cheese and give that shit to me

Bet you feelin shitty fall to sleep on the side of the street

Tell me how it feels walkin round I no whats goin on

Only thing you no is I'm the 1 supplyin all the stone

Keep my pockets swoll and I be ballin on the fuckin slab

Think you droppin sissions in my buisness take yo buisness back

Yes I roll wit dealers and my skrillas are my priority

Bitch I ride wit killas and these killas have authority

[Chorus - x 2]

in the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a

if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a

when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup

for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up

[Verse 2]

well I ain't waistin mine, gotta get them nickels and dimes all the time

cuz Benjimin Franklin the only mother fucker on my mind

I'm ridin to a cutless twanky threes grippin pine

And I know the junkies see me colors changin all the time

when you spot me better stop me cuz I'm not slayin long

the pigs love comin up to this white boy ridin on all this fuckin chrome

got yo stone bitch I'm gone destination where I stay

fraiser boy up on the side and bitch were ridin to the bay

what you talkin bout? what you askin bout? what you need from me

check it I serve some big bags, some crack, and some ecstasy

anything else I don't fuck wit it, or I just fuckin know

were to find it where to get it and how far the shit will flow

Where smokers and sellers these drugs be so plentiful

but junkies will do anything for that crack mane and its pitiful

they loose there life Critical they loose there bodies shut down physical

But rock it up you get yo grip and all that there is beuitifull

[Chorus - x 2]

in the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a

if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a

when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup

for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up

[Verse 3]

It ain't no stoppin here I could keep boomin slangin dis dope

or I could take a chance flippin this bird to a bro

but see its jus my luck po's will prolly kick in my doe

so I gotta keep lookin over my should lookin out for dem hoes

And I gotta find another location plus anohter temptation there so

many faces and customers in this occupatin and I have no patience

And people wanna fuck wit my time thas why you be comin up short wit these

nickles and dimes, I'm even wit mine

You get it when I get it and thas all the time

I never decline your money unless you smell outta line

And I'm feelin fine, they'll find you all tied up in some twine

my moneys importent a lil more then important then how I shine

dont play wit that 9, you pull it use it you should abuse it mine

but see ya blind, then copyrite yo mouf wit yo mind

I'm puttin it out and givin it to ya jus how I get it

this evil is wit it wit no discussin this is how I spit it

[Chorus - x 2]

in the street I'm bout my buisness how I be a be a

if you want some work from me you pay a fee a fee a

when I check my crackhouse I'm gonna reup reup

for you robbers in the hood I throw my heat up heat up