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Just when you it was safe to come out
all in your face, in your mouth
That's right, niggaz best to stay up in the
Watch we getting our money, for the two

Nigga, P back out in the streets, so what
Strictly for the ghettos and hoods in town
Pableek got of drugs in your town
crack, coke and dope, remember me now?

Queen motherfucker, we'll blow your house down
We the big bad wolf that'll eat your food
I ain't huff and puff you know my style
Calm as fuck, I just let my gun out

I got cash motherfucker, I could have you
But I rather be hands on with son
Certain things, you just gotta yourself son
When I start busting I stop till I hitting, come on

Everybody got gangs, everybody got
But they ain't like this the
Everybody afford to live the lifestyle
Of the young, black and rich, the

You ain't crazy, don't me show you
Why they us this the infamous
We own the streets, who basically
This rap shit,

We got the gangsta shit, the second most biggest projects
We sold the most crack, '86
handle a lot of pricks, we the most thug
You think you're dirty over but we're more dirtier

We last more longer than them more than them
More money for us, more broads than
We get the love in the streets
I had the tattoos ever since thirteen

P got the most now, our are the most loud
With enough bullets to down mostly the crowd
We drink the Henny, yeah, me and Jake
We smoke the most weed and mostly the haze

Get the most of them the kicked on a nigga's face
be the most idiot nigga on the face
Of the to ever let the thought cross your head
That not the most likely to pop off kid

got gangs, everybody got clicks
But they ain't like this the
Everybody can't afford to the lifestyle
Of the young, and rich, the infamous

You crazy, don't make me show you
Why they us this the infamous
We own the streets, who control
rap shit, G-unit

Right now, I guns with the season
When I was young I bought Ninja on Jamaica Ave
trees then, started hitting trees then
We ran the train on the girls and on my family dance

We was beasting, young heaven
I had the rainbow knife, and when I got my gun I was cheesing
I couldn't believe it, I had the power of or death
In the of my hands, fiending

But quickly to be scheming if you to front on me
That leaves me with no choice but to start
And I they stop breathing
Because if they do through, in the hospital beds

They'll be squealing, to these D's man
They don't no time, they want answers
if you're still bleeding, homey, I'm on the fleezy
I got no time neither I'm making money off of this, it's too easy

Everybody got gangs, everybody got
But ain't like this the infamous
Everybody can't to live the lifestyle
Of the young, black and rich, the

You ain't crazy, make me show you
Why they call us this the
We own the streets, who control
rap shit, G-unit