I swear to God, yeah
I swear to God, yeah
What's the word on the streets?
You heard the word on the streets
I got my ear to the streets
I put my words on them beats
I won't trust you far as I can see
I just wanna be all I can be
I remember them nights I didn't eat
I remember them nights I couldn't sleep
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life
(Mama), I told my mama she ain't gotta help, no more worries (worries)
I told my brother he ain't gotta do no more servin' (servin')
I'm livin' single, I ain't gotta do no more curvin' (curvin')
I don't wanna mingle, I just wanna f*ck, get this everyday
Swear to God you don't wanna know
What that ghetto had took me through (me through)
My heart won't be the same if I had to live without you (you)
I ain't worried 'bout no nigga talkin' 'bout what he gon' do
If I pulled up on them niggas, they know I'm gon' shoot
I know they didn't expect me to pull up in the coupe
Blew a extra hundred bands just to drop my roof (skrrt)
I'm in California smokin' with my uncle Snoop
All these racks on me, I forgot what I blew (gang-gang)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
I'm missin' my dawg, lil' Jay Pay
He got caught broad with a AK
You pay them other niggas on time
But when you owe your dawg, you pay late
Big house with a bigger room
White furniture in my livin' room
I ain't had shit comin' up
Now I eat with a silver spoon, yeah
Why you laugh at me for? Ay, why you mad at me for?
Ay, I wasn't no one at first
Why you didn't brag on me first?
I swear to God (yeah)
I got that MAC on me, though
I done lost so many my niggas
Why they had to lack on me for?
I swear to God (gang-gang), I need to rest my body
I been workin' so hard
I need a bitch to massage me
F*ckboy still tryna dodge me
I know them niggas wanna rob me
I just wanna live a fast life
I know them niggas wanna park me
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life
Ay, straight up, you know what I'm sayin'?
I come from the motherf*ckin' mud, nigga
I ain't never goin' back to that shit, I don't give no f*ck, nigga
I love the hood but I ain't tryna live in it, you know, ay
I advise you get some money like me
Gang-gang, gang-gang
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I swear to God, yeah
I swear to God, yeah
What's the word on the streets?
You heard the word on the streets
I got my ear to the streets
I put my words on them beats
I won't trust you far as I can see
I just wanna be all I can be
I remember them nights I didn't eat
I remember them nights I couldn't sleep
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life
(Mama), I told my mama she ain't gotta help, no more worries (worries)
I told my brother he ain't gotta do no more servin' (servin')
I'm livin' single, I ain't gotta do no more curvin' (curvin')
I don't wanna mingle, I just wanna f*ck, get this everyday
Swear to God you don't wanna know
What that ghetto had took me through (me through)
My heart won't be the same if I had to live without you (you)
I ain't worried 'bout no nigga talkin' 'bout what he gon' do
If I pulled up on them niggas, they know I'm gon' shoot
I know they didn't expect me to pull up in the coupe
Blew a extra hundred bands just to drop my roof (skrrt)
I'm in California smokin' with my uncle Snoop
All these racks on me, I forgot what I blew (gang-gang)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
I'm missin' my dawg, lil' Jay Pay
He got caught broad with a AK
You pay them other niggas on time
But when you owe your dawg, you pay late
Big house with a bigger room
White furniture in my livin' room
I ain't had shit comin' up
Now I eat with a silver spoon, yeah
Why you laugh at me for? Ay, why you mad at me for?
Ay, I wasn't no one at first
Why you didn't brag on me first?
I swear to God (yeah)
I got that MAC on me, though
I done lost so many my niggas
Why they had to lack on me for?
I swear to God (gang-gang), I need to rest my body
I been workin' so hard
I need a bitch to massage me
F*ckboy still tryna dodge me
I know them niggas wanna rob me
I just wanna live a fast life
I know them niggas wanna park me
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life
Ay, straight up, you know what I'm sayin'?
I come from the motherf*ckin' mud, nigga
I ain't never goin' back to that shit, I don't give no f*ck, nigga
I love the hood but I ain't tryna live in it, you know, ay
I advise you get some money like me
Gang-gang, gang-gang
I swear to God, yeah
What's the word on the streets?
You heard the word on the streets
I got my ear to the streets
I put my words on them beats
I won't trust you far as I can see
I just wanna be all I can be
I remember them nights I didn't eat
I remember them nights I couldn't sleep
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life
(Mama), I told my mama she ain't gotta help, no more worries (worries)
I told my brother he ain't gotta do no more servin' (servin')
I'm livin' single, I ain't gotta do no more curvin' (curvin')
I don't wanna mingle, I just wanna f*ck, get this everyday
Swear to God you don't wanna know
What that ghetto had took me through (me through)
My heart won't be the same if I had to live without you (you)
I ain't worried 'bout no nigga talkin' 'bout what he gon' do
If I pulled up on them niggas, they know I'm gon' shoot
I know they didn't expect me to pull up in the coupe
Blew a extra hundred bands just to drop my roof (skrrt)
I'm in California smokin' with my uncle Snoop
All these racks on me, I forgot what I blew (gang-gang)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
I'm missin' my dawg, lil' Jay Pay
He got caught broad with a AK
You pay them other niggas on time
But when you owe your dawg, you pay late
Big house with a bigger room
White furniture in my livin' room
I ain't had shit comin' up
Now I eat with a silver spoon, yeah
Why you laugh at me for? Ay, why you mad at me for?
Ay, I wasn't no one at first
Why you didn't brag on me first?
I swear to God (yeah)
I got that MAC on me, though
I done lost so many my niggas
Why they had to lack on me for?
I swear to God (gang-gang), I need to rest my body
I been workin' so hard
I need a bitch to massage me
F*ckboy still tryna dodge me
I know them niggas wanna rob me
I just wanna live a fast life
I know them niggas wanna park me
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life (life)
From them trenches where they kill you for a stripe
If she bad I might give that ho suspension for the night
I can't let 'em sit behind me, I'm protective of my life
And I f*ck with real niggas that'll protect me with they life
Ay, straight up, you know what I'm sayin'?
I come from the motherf*ckin' mud, nigga
I ain't never goin' back to that shit, I don't give no f*ck, nigga
I love the hood but I ain't tryna live in it, you know, ay
I advise you get some money like me
Gang-gang, gang-gang
Writer: Sammie Benson
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.