Bun B The Streets Lyrics

feat. Bun B)

[Verse 1: 8 Ball]
Off brand n____z we ain't f___in with y'all
Catch up with ya kind cuz you ain't touchin a dog
Imitation fake like Gucci suits n____z be wearin
n____ like me hit the room and all the b____es be starin'
I'm not fine I'm not cute, they just know I got some loot
Grippin wood, lookin good '24s make them choose
Nine times out of ten the b____es bad news
Hit the d___ and start actin like a m_________in' fool
Clothes brand new from my T-shirt to my shoes
Pop a tag every day, that's what ghetto n____z do
Hustle hard, spread all the bread with my crew
When we in the club they be poppin bottles too
We crunk and keep it hype and everybody know it's on
When my work hits the street watch how quick that s___ be gone
I rap like I'm quick enough but catch 'em full of zones
When my work hits the street watch how quick that s___ be gone, n____

[Chorus: 8 Ball & MJG]
Street n____z (keep your guns hit the traps
spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever them b____es like)
Street n____z (push it all hard or ball
sticky weed, whatever ya need, man we got it all)
Street n____z (keep your guns hit the traps
spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever them b____es like)
Street n____z (push it all hard or ball
sticky weed, whatever ya need, man we got it all)

[Verse 2: MJG]
I'm just a street n____ I keep my heat under the seat
If a... b__ run up hope he got his gun up
From sundown to sunup I keep it with me
And I end up be unloadin on y'all when y'all hit me
It's a grand shame that you n____z come from it but can't walk through it
What is it? I thought you knew it
It was the streets n____, my seat used to hit it when I didn't have no wheels to go get it
M J f___in' G droppin these bars with no regards for snitches and fake broads
You ain't hard from steroids, n____ you big fraud
I remember when them bullets was takin your lunch card
I'm a real ghetto politician
and what I gotta give in to m_________ers who willin to try to vision
When a n____ spittin', Quit all the whinin' and b____in'
Baby sharp, look and listen, pay attention to what you been missin'
It's the --

[Chorus]

[Bridge: 8 Ball]
Yea come on..
Street n____z, street n____z
We sittin' on leathers and we grippin' on wood (Streets is watchin')
We makin plenty bread and reppin' our hood (Streets is watchin')
Money over b____es, man it still all good (Streets is watchin')
We makin plenty bread and we reppin' our hood (Streets is watchin')

[Verse 3: Bun B]
What can I say about these streets that I be walkin'?
Not too much cuz where I from n____z ain't m_________in talkin
We'd rather listen and watch
Tryin to flex and gaurd their clothes and Baume and Mercier ? watches
Tryin' to get my gloss on
I paid the cos' to be the boss on these corners where ballin n____z floss on
Haters get tossed on, 5-0 get ?? and out of towners get robbed
and drop that, can't nobody gonna stop that
See it was like this before me
So if you think it's time to change, n____ show me
Obviously you don't know me It's time that you learned
n____z that try to hold me on my grind, they get burned
I'm down from P.A., Man - West side to the east, fool
(Aw come on Bun B, dude what about peace?)
f___ peace, fool
You want some love, ask your momma or the lord
b____ I'm down with pimps see, UGK be goin harder

[Chorus]