Bizzy Bone, Prince Rasu, Capo Confucious - Tha Streets lyrics
[Bizzy Bone, Prince Rasu, Capo Confucious - Tha Streets lyrics]
Rest in peace Karlos Shammar Davis
7th Sign soldier, AKA low Down
Rest in peace nigga, I love you (yeah)
It's just the dirty 7 in this motherfucker
Killers incorporated motherfucker (ha ha)
Little Capo in this bitch
Rasu in this motherfucker
Mo Thug millenium, Thugline nigga (what?)
Bring yellow niggas back in style, B
The streets smothered me
Crack smothered me and the brothers
I wanna move out of this country
Get away from ya motherfuckers
Momma was cheatin and sleepin
With somebody else's nigga
A bastard is born quick
Little B got half-sisters liquor ridiculous
Watchin my niggas die quickly
Speak from the spirit, they comin with me
And that's for runnin with me, dirty money
I'm still hungry club niggas is yuppies
Guppies fuckin these little bitty puppies
Fresh outta prison, nigga rusty
But I'm mackin nonetheless
Bullets is followin but
Bizzy is feelin lucky
So why you muggin me thug
You really ain't buggin me bitch
And Little Capo keep lookin
That's cause he really love me
The streets smothered me
Crack smothered me and the brothers
I wanna move out of this country
Get away from motherfuckers
9-millimeter, it don't cover me
I'm caught up in this motherfuckin fuckery
7th Sign, nigga
All we got is us homie rollie
In God we trust
God bless my niggas, thug love (hell yeah)
Only way that we ever gon' get to rise
Togetherness as we ride
'til we meet out demise
22 years and still countin
Clockin collateral
Baffled while we really here
Up against obsticles, i'm a radical
Killer Capo Confucious
Throw up my fist if we compatible
No love? Fuck it, then let's battle
Ammo explode, machine gun rattle
Everybody scatter hysterical, sirens
Police patrol (woo)
But they keep on rollin soon as they see
That this OG
Took back controllin the streets
Probably some real niggas, got me heated
State your beef
These bitches need to practice
What they preach, capiche?
Rest in peace Martin Luther King
(who) truly was a bigger man than me
Turned the other cheek, nigga please,!
Generation X are in this for the weak
Just a little sneak peek
Preview of what I came to
Do - simply dominate
Won't tolerate, dispute, nickel-plated
Aim to shoot 'em up
Suggest you pussies keep your lip
Shut or get fucked
All we got is us homie rollie
In God we trust
God bless my niggas, thug love (hell yeah)
Only way that we ever gon' get to rise
Togetherness as we ride
'til we meet out demise
United we stand, divided we fall
For the same bullshit
Like snipers on White House lawns
In the same hood shit
Got niggas from Compton to Africa
On that thug shit, Reginold Deny
Any comment?
I lost my blood reppin Karlos Davis
I can't love shit
Unless the fullest extent is given
I'm above this, deception
I know the intentions weapons of thug shit
If ever they step out of line
From ashes to dust bitch! Ride
Never been far from grave
Since the murder, never been afraid
My cradle had a guage close by
When my father was stressed
Momma had asked him to leave
As she departed to death
And ever since I've been convinced that it's
Kill or be killed
Had the young mind of a scholar
But society failed
Josiah Ben Rasu, they caged my brother
Back in 9-6 but now in Armageddon
We ridin forever
All we got is us homie rollie
In God we trust
God bless my niggas, thug love (hell yeah)
Only way that we ever gon' get to rise
Togetherness as we ride
'til we meet out demise
7th Sign soldier, AKA low Down
Rest in peace nigga, I love you (yeah)
It's just the dirty 7 in this motherfucker
Killers incorporated motherfucker (ha ha)
Little Capo in this bitch
Rasu in this motherfucker
Mo Thug millenium, Thugline nigga (what?)
Bring yellow niggas back in style, B
The streets smothered me
Crack smothered me and the brothers
I wanna move out of this country
Get away from ya motherfuckers
Momma was cheatin and sleepin
With somebody else's nigga
A bastard is born quick
Little B got half-sisters liquor ridiculous
Watchin my niggas die quickly
Speak from the spirit, they comin with me
And that's for runnin with me, dirty money
I'm still hungry club niggas is yuppies
Guppies fuckin these little bitty puppies
Fresh outta prison, nigga rusty
But I'm mackin nonetheless
Bullets is followin but
Bizzy is feelin lucky
So why you muggin me thug
You really ain't buggin me bitch
And Little Capo keep lookin
That's cause he really love me
The streets smothered me
Crack smothered me and the brothers
I wanna move out of this country
Get away from motherfuckers
9-millimeter, it don't cover me
I'm caught up in this motherfuckin fuckery
7th Sign, nigga
All we got is us homie rollie
In God we trust
God bless my niggas, thug love (hell yeah)
Only way that we ever gon' get to rise
Togetherness as we ride
'til we meet out demise
22 years and still countin
Clockin collateral
Baffled while we really here
Up against obsticles, i'm a radical
Killer Capo Confucious
Throw up my fist if we compatible
No love? Fuck it, then let's battle
Ammo explode, machine gun rattle
Everybody scatter hysterical, sirens
Police patrol (woo)
But they keep on rollin soon as they see
That this OG
Took back controllin the streets
Probably some real niggas, got me heated
State your beef
These bitches need to practice
What they preach, capiche?
Rest in peace Martin Luther King
(who) truly was a bigger man than me
Turned the other cheek, nigga please,!
Generation X are in this for the weak
Just a little sneak peek
Preview of what I came to
Do - simply dominate
Won't tolerate, dispute, nickel-plated
Aim to shoot 'em up
Suggest you pussies keep your lip
Shut or get fucked
All we got is us homie rollie
In God we trust
God bless my niggas, thug love (hell yeah)
Only way that we ever gon' get to rise
Togetherness as we ride
'til we meet out demise
United we stand, divided we fall
For the same bullshit
Like snipers on White House lawns
In the same hood shit
Got niggas from Compton to Africa
On that thug shit, Reginold Deny
Any comment?
I lost my blood reppin Karlos Davis
I can't love shit
Unless the fullest extent is given
I'm above this, deception
I know the intentions weapons of thug shit
If ever they step out of line
From ashes to dust bitch! Ride
Never been far from grave
Since the murder, never been afraid
My cradle had a guage close by
When my father was stressed
Momma had asked him to leave
As she departed to death
And ever since I've been convinced that it's
Kill or be killed
Had the young mind of a scholar
But society failed
Josiah Ben Rasu, they caged my brother
Back in 9-6 but now in Armageddon
We ridin forever
All we got is us homie rollie
In God we trust
God bless my niggas, thug love (hell yeah)
Only way that we ever gon' get to rise
Togetherness as we ride
'til we meet out demise