The Streets (remix) Lyrics - W.c.

Yea, turn the music up a little bit 

Yea, a little bit louder, right there 

In the name of the streets 

Click, click, boo ya, Dub kicked the frame in 

Nigga, let the games begin, as I standin' 

Tossed the tall can on a campus, off the limital 

Scanners takin' penitentiary chances 

Sick wit it, off the ric wit it 

Blue beenie knitted, freshly acquitted 

Grind, grimey, the big body an' the big body 

Wit lyrics an' 'draulics hotter than the Majave 

Sellin', brubble bellin', career felon 

Escalade, 3 braid beer wearin' 

Fuck it, I thug for free an' thug to eat 

Niggas call me 'Home of Cake' 'cause I love the cheese 

Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if ya follow me 

Let me see ya put them hands up like a robbery 

I solemnly swear to stay down an' slang the seed 

I spit in the name of the streets 

I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' stay fly 

I'm gonna bust, hold my hood up high 

In the name of the streets 

I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' rich ride 

I'm gonna ball, hold my hood up high 

In the name of the streets 

This the itty bitty nigga, from the city they call LB 

What you know about the D O G? 

I keep my peeps wit a bag o' treats 

On the streets, my nephews beat your beat an' keep that heat 

In the Cutt an' indiscrete 

Me an' Dub-C crippin' cousins in this industry 

A lotta' y'all pretend to be 

Wanna see, friends wit me an' then sleep wit the enemy? 

Want some, get some, bad enough, take some 

Suckas poppin' off, I'm 'bout to take one 

Braids on, make done, don't want none 

An' just 'cause we talkin', what you doin' C walkin'? 

It's not just a dance, it's a way o' livin' 

Now if ya C walkin', ya best to see Crippin' 

An' that goes for kids too an' R an' B singers 

Nigga, quit Crip walkin' if ya ain't a gang banger 

I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' stay fly 

I'm gonna bust, hold my hood up high 

In the name of the streets 

I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' rich ride 

I'm gonna ball, hold my hood up high 

In the name of the streets 

I told a woman I don't love her but she wants to go 

I told another that I want her but she wants to hoe 

I ain't a hater, I'm a player, so I fucked 'em both 

In the name of the streets 

This is for them geniuz 

Da best is my East niazz, both sides street niazz 

This is for them DJs, coast to coast movin' this 

Spinnin' them turntables that bomp the Ruvian 

Smashous, best trap us for cash 

An' dump a blunt at ya's, outta the mix classes 

This is for them riders, ridin' for the mims 

Ghetto ass niazz on them big shiny rims 

Thrashin', you're back at ya, bring a debassa' 

Got droppin' on your drastic, another hood classic 

Dub the 'Ghetto Heisman' singin' 'More cabbage' 

A street niazz livin' on seek an' kill status 

Unlock the racked, Def Jam cock ya' back 

Recess is over, I want my spot back 

Who's the next? I preceded to blow comin' at 'em 

I'm in a mink coat an' Spacey gat 'em, you're lookin' at 'em 

I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' stay fly 

I'm gonna bust, hold my hood up high 

In the name of the streets 

I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' rich ride 

I'm gonna ball, hold my hood up high 

In the name of the streets 

Dub C, The 'Ghetto Heisman' 

In the name of the streets 

Swangin' through a hood near you 

In the name of the streets