Yea, turn the music up a bit Yea, a little bit louder, there In the name of the
Click, click, boo ya, Dub the frame in Nigga, let the begin, as I standin' Tossed the tall can on a campus, off the Scanners takin' chances
wit it, off the ric wit it Blue beenie knitted, acquitted Grind, grimey, the big body an' the big Wit lyrics an' 'draulics than the Majave
Sellin', brubble bellin', felon Escalade, 3 beer wearin' it, I thug for free an' thug to eat Niggas call me 'Home of Cake' I love the cheese
Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if ya me Let me see ya put them hands up like a I solemnly swear to stay an' slang the seed I in the name of the streets
I'm gonna roll, I'm stay fly I'm gonna bust, hold my up high In the of the streets I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' rich I'm ball, hold my hood up high In the of the streets
the itty bitty nigga, from the city they call LB What you know the D O G? I keep my peeps wit a bag o' On the streets, my beat your beat an' keep that heat
In the an' indiscrete Me an' Dub-C crippin' cousins in industry A lotta' pretend to be Wanna see, wit me an' then sleep wit the enemy?
some, get some, bad enough, take some Suckas off, I'm 'bout to take one Braids on, make done, don't none An' just we talkin', what you doin' C walkin'?
not just a dance, it's a way o' livin' Now if ya C walkin', ya to see Crippin' An' goes for kids too an' R an' B singers Nigga, quit Crip walkin' if ya ain't a banger
I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' fly I'm bust, hold my hood up high In the of the streets I'm roll, I'm gon' rich ride I'm gonna ball, hold my up high In the name of the
I told a woman I don't love her but she to go I told another that I want her but she to hoe I ain't a hater, I'm a player, so I 'em both In the name of the
This is for them Da best is my East niazz, both sides niazz This is for DJs, coast to coast movin' this Spinnin' turntables that bomp the Ruvian
Smashous, best trap us for An' a blunt at ya's, outta the mix classes This is for them riders, ridin' for the Ghetto ass niazz on them big rims
Thrashin', you're back at ya, a debassa' Got on your drastic, another hood classic Dub the 'Ghetto singin' 'More cabbage' A street niazz on seek an' kill status
Unlock the racked, Def Jam ya' back Recess is over, I my spot back the next? I preceded to blow comin' at 'em I'm in a mink coat an' Spacey gat 'em, lookin' at 'em
I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' fly I'm bust, hold my hood up high In the name of the I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' rich I'm ball, hold my hood up high In the name of the
Dub C, The 'Ghetto In the of the streets Swangin' through a near you In the of the streets