Z-Ro, Nino Brown - In These Streets lyrics

In these streets in these streets

In these streets my niggas up to no good
All we do is fuck shit up in the hood
In these streets
I would fix this shit if I could
Since I can't, I'm on that wish a nigga would
In these streets
I keep smoking until my mind gone (Ayy)
Mindin' my fuckin' business
That's what my mind's on (Ayy)
Building something from nothing
Type of shit I'm on (Ayy)
Ain't got shit positive to say
Stay off of my phon

I done been broke before, sold dope before
Went door-to door bricks (Bricks)
Saw a fiend overdose, puttin' dope in nose
Shit got under my skin (Skin)
Big plate, cuttin' crack with a big blade
Sold dope since sixth grade
Half ounce to a twenty-eight
At twenty-еight, I was gettin' money
Want a big house, want a couplе hundred
Turned thirty, I was facin' thirty
But I beat the case 'cause they paid the jury
Big jewelry, big Rolex
Still'll get the dope to your doorstep
Pull up with the top back
See through the roof, that's no cap
I don't rap, I talk shit, blue rag
That's on Crip
Big fire, it's on hip, miss Pop, Pimp
Neighborhood Nip
Real nigga three sixty-five and I'm still
Real at a leap year big gun, Yosemite Sam
Nigga better run like Heathcliff

In these streets my niggas up to no good
All we do is fuck shit up in the hood
(In the hood) in these streets
I would fix this shit if I could
Since I can't, I'm on that wish a nigga would
(Wish a nigga would) in these streets
I keep smoking until my mind gone (Ayy)
Mindin' my fuckin' business
That's what my mind's on (Ayy)
Building something from nothing
Type of shit I'm on (Ayy)
Ain't got shit positive to say
Stay off of my phone

Uh, same shit in 713, same shit in the 305
Forget to watch your back
While you pumpin' gas, it'll be your life
(It'll be your life)
I don't fuck with none of that feelin' shit
I'ma have to see your vibe
'Cause, I go walk, next thing I know
I'm in the dayroom eatin' Frito pies
Jackers see a Batman symbol in the sky
Any time they see your shine
They might be late to work, but
To take your shit from you
They'll be on time (Time)
I don't post a lot 'cause I be on the block
I really don't be online
And I don't be set trippin'
But y'all already know C-R-IP on mine
Niggas be givin' these bitches
Anything they want
But it'll never be enough
'Cause they ain't never where
They supposed to be, they always be with us
My niggas is hungry, if I
Don't feed 'em today, they might eat even us
Yeah, I believe in God
But sometimes I'm like do he believe in us?

In these streets my niggas up to no good
All we do is fuck shit up in the hood
(In the hood) in these streets
I would fix this shit if I could
Since I can't, I'm on that wish a nigga would
(Wish a nigga would) in these streets
I keep smoking until my mind gone (Ayy)
Mindin' my fuckin' business
That's what my mind's on (Ayy)
Building something from nothing
Type of shit I'm on (Ayy)
Ain't got shit positive to say
Stay off of my phone

Nigga, every hood doin' the
Same motherfuckin' thing, nigga
She sellin' pussy, he sellin' dope
Ain't nothin' different but
The weather change, nigga
See, you got them pearly gates and
You got them hard steel bars, nigga
We used to sell dope, rob, and steal cars
Nigga that's all we know
And see
A prophet ain't welcome in his own home
You walk up in the house, this the house of
Pain where they throw dirt on your name
Nigga but they forgot you a seed
They can throw dirt
They can throw dirt, but you
Gotta use that as water, nigga
All you gon' do is grow
All you gon' do is grow, nigga
When you been through it, you gon' get to it
Nigga
God gon' catch you before he bless you, nigga
These streets rough and rugged
Everybody livin' like fuck it
'cause all us thuggin', nigga
How you gon' tell us what you
Have when we the have nots?
All us got gold teeth and dreadlocks
They throw dirt on your name, nigga
But they forgot you a seed
All you gon' do is grow
All you gon' do is grow, nigga
You gotta stay down 'til you come up, though
Trust me this shit disgust me, nigga