Walk In The Streets

Verse 1(The Game)

I challenge you to walk on this road

many have tried to proceed from here, but they body go cold

seen souls flyin high from out the window in the rove

its a desert out here, California is a stove

360 degrees as the story is told

pull the truck over to the side of the road,

pull the brake up

blow the horn before I get out, you n*ggas wake up

Hip HOP is soft, since the ROCAFELLA brake up

and i dont do sibliminals, I just pick Jay up

and all you other n*ggas stay up

i got a lot to live for, f*ck you think I had a kid for

gotta crawl before you walk, thats when you runnin wit the big dogs

betta slow down homie, cuz when it go down homie

I aint neva seen a one man army

but i done seen a lot of n*ggas spite, when them bullets take flight

you wanna see a dead body c'mon (walk wit me)

Chorus(Unknown Artist)

Take-one-look-in-side-my-soul

And all-that-you-see-is-The ghetto

Walk it out... WAAAAALK, walk wit me

Through the GHETOOOOHH GHETTOOOOHH

GHETTOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH

Verse 2(The Game)

Take me out the ?? he shall stood, oh yeah n*gga im back in the hood

40 ounce spillin on the sidewalk eatin away at the white chalk

close to the project fence far away from n*ggas that might talk

every city I roam is home, i make the right call,

10 minutes later, latin kings, disciple vice lords

cuz n*ggas got me screwed, like dippin through the night ?ford?

I minus well get a ? put 28s between the white walls

thats too much driving, let me get out and walk a little

and soak up game listen to these Houston n*ggas talk a little

must I remind you of that "Ghetto Boy" track

your mind is playin tricks on you, you'll neva go plaque

unless you can recite a whole Snoop Dogg's track

I mean "Jin N Juice", ?"D-Cover"?,or somethin like that

just because I'm from Compton dont mean I dont know Kool G Rap

I'm on a road to riches mothaf*cka mess wit that

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Verse 3(The Game)

The beginnin of the first verse was just to talk out loud

chronic and Lonney the 13th let me talk to my crowd

I'm combat West, let me see whats behind that vest

n*ggas is sleepin on The Game i put they mind at rest

I'm talkin to n*ggas dirty, every lines a mess

cuz im from Killa Cali home of gang signs and techs

I seen a lot of n*ggas get shot, makin that Compton pit stop

n*ggas like me, put it in a song, call it Hip Hop

dont repeat what I say, just peep what I say

apply it to your life let me be the reason you pray

I got that Pharacon flow, yeah I'm speakin to millions

its like slicin a ?bean pie?, when I'm teachin you children

n*ggas get to flushin them drugs when I creep through the buildin

I will rain on you n*ggas til it leak through threw your ceilin

Ima hold it down Lord willin

remember the first time we heard that you was spittin

went and brought that feelin