Chea, ayo Everybody name brand me I was same pants, same top Coke and hot dogs out the same pot Since a buck, I been packing weapons Only strappin' niggas
so they gave glances It's Friday, had to lay for the weekend stretch First thing, Monday morning, calling for street connects Man I forgot the machine they callin
the dark So, you will always be in my heart with unconditional love Just got the message, you've been calling all week, been out here Hustling on these streets
When it's time to pay rent? And who you think's gonna loan me money When my last bread is spent? I got an even shorter list of people To call on when
steelo real niggas never talk just listen This deuce shit comin' wit heat up out the kitchen Rough niggas in the street will bust for the bread and meat Deuce 57th Street
easy to kill wit Especially if you poppin' bullshit The N only I to the T Especially my dogs on the muthafuckin' Grand Finale Yeah, that shit was bangin' Last
shit Boy Ia??m on that fly shit Boy boy Ia??m on that fly shit (x2) Just won a thousand dollars on a brand new kanye westa??s In the streets they call
Throw your flag up Rollie Fingers in the back, son rolled the bag up Street had the pen and the pad, he threw a tag up Uncooked beef in the street, they
and will support through To see a little league, a Babe Ruth baseball game Niggas was down there cuttin' up or throwin' thangs Chasin' five off for hot dogs
last members fuckin' feelin' the same Straight from the heart, makin' 'em walk Live for the day don't wait for tomorrow Hatas gettin' they wrong, I seen tha streets
-ass nigga like me They call my name out and niggaz run Best be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come They call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two game table
humungous truck in a two-car garage Hoppin' out wit' two broken legs, tryin' to walk it off "Fuck you too bitch, call the cops" I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfuckin' barkin' dogs
get Whatever you want a car to the flip of your wrist Drug traffickin' been happenin' since seventy-six They lock us up 'cause government be wantin' tax from the shit I call
into a wife I don't even get why you be eating out her draws You done bought the bitch a phone Now you screening in all the calls It's about 4 a.m.,
the brink of divinity, defying gravity Reachin' for infinity Can he be incarcerated by the limits? Stuck, they can't function Caught up in the scrimmage This game called life only lasts
ve done to you Above 96th street They're handin' out smallpox blankets so people don't freeze. The old dogs have got a new trick It's called criminalize
barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze Street scriptures for lost souls in the crossroads To the corner thugs hustlin' for cars that cost dough To the big dogs
above the law See the cops start running nigga call the dogs They can't see me, I throw that molotov And clear the whole field out, nigga call the gods