B.G., TC, Maal The Pimp - In The Streets lyrics

My city

Niggas know how I'm cut
Niggas know how I'm built
Come around me with that foolishness
You will get killed brains spilled
I ain't playing with you bitch ass niggas
I don't answer my phone 'cause it's
Too many snitch ass niggas
I'm a street nigga for real, I don't just rap
You can catch me in the trap, meet
I fuck with real niggas all through Tennessee
Maal The Pimp, Young Buck, 8Ball & MJG
I'm a 504 nigga 'til the meat show
I represent the NO everywhere I go
Niggas know I stay thuggin
Niggas know I'm a hunnid
This rap shit gets slow
I'm right back to hustlin'
Right back in the hood
Right back on the block
I still got my connect, 16 a block
I'm the hottest of the hot
I'm a muthafuckin' G
I do this for the ghetto 'cause
I'm the heart of the streets

I got a blunt full of weed
And a trunk full of keys
Tell me how many you want
I can get you what you need cause
I I I I 'm in the streets, man
I I I I 'm in the streets, man
I got a blunt full of weed
And a trunk full of keys
Tell me how many you want
I can get you what you need cause
I I I I 'm in the streets, man
I I I I 'm in the streets, man

I'm in the streets all day 24 7
I shine but I still tote that MAC-11
Chopper on the couch, chopper on the seat
I ride with mine so the
Chopper be wherever I be
I'm in the streets all day
I got the cheap price me, Maal
And Doogie on the block shooting dice
You might lose your life, nigga shit real
Flash crew and the flame
Bitch we hard to kill
Chevy ridin' high, watch the curb!
Down south hustlin' so you
Know we moving birds
Can't take shorts, I need all mine
Play with me, watch your body on a flatline
Nigga we ride first, you can ask Murk
Black Dickies with the Black Dickie T-shirt
We hustlin, all my niggas smokin purp
If you need it, holla at ya boy I got work

I got a blunt full of weed
And a trunk full of keys
Tell me how many you want
I can get you what you need cause
I I I I 'm in the streets, man
I I I I 'm in the streets, man
I got a blunt full of weed
And a trunk full of keys
Tell me how many you want
I can get you what you need cause
I I I I 'm in the streets, man
I I I I 'm in the streets, man

A straight Chattanooga nigga
That's what's up with me
I'm dub that's affiliated, nigga fuck with me
The underdog biting nigga just
To get attention maal The Pimp
That's a know you better start to mention
(Why?) i got some stories to tell
I'm gon' be here a minute come to my city
It's hell and you see how I'm living
Murder, dope, robbery, look it ain't all good
And niggas with that gang banging
Shit in all hoods
Yeah I was raised around it
Guess that's my background
I speak the real so they
Respect me down in Chat-town
Back in my younger days
Nigga I used to flag it up
Break it down on a styrofoam
Plate and bag it up
I go to any side of town
I can move like that
These niggas know what hood I'm from
But, I'm just cool like that
Man for the record it's official homie
You know me i'm trying to put us on the
Map down in the 423
So how BG hear about Maal?
(How?) I ain't got no deal
I ain't sold 100, 000 so I must be real
The more I fuck with Chopper City
Watch them checks get bigger
Big yeah I got ya
That's on the west side nigga

I got a blunt full of weed
And a trunk full of keys
Tell me how many you want
I can get you what you need cause
I I I I 'm in the streets, man
I I I I 'm in the streets, man
I got a blunt full of weed
And a trunk full of keys
Tell me how many you want
I can get you what you need cause
I I I I 'm in the streets, man
I I I I 'm in the streets, man