What, what, what, what, (H-World) What, what, (All out) What, what, what, what, (Take it to the streets, mutha fucka) What, what, what, what,
Yo, this for my niggas in the (What, what, what, what) Foreign and the jeeps (What, what, what, what) Make about a fuckin' in a week (What, what, what, what) I can't forget that we all still street
Yo, yo you know a nigga that's sniffin', always in the kitchen Bagin' shit up, there's something missin' A that's speeding bound to have a collision to be in prison or bound to pop a mission
So if you got dogs, let 'em go If a mob truck right let 'em know We got the same guns that you got but better And next time we in some shit nigga you know
See I'm pushed to the that I put something down And I stand over your head look at you now And the kids in the start lookin' around Like come here look, look, look what we found
me it's more intense, nigga So if you ain't goin' hard stay on the bench And you when I come I leave no prints nigga And when you die it won't be at my expense nigga, nigga,
Yo, you ain't as as you think And I know you ain't as as you think (Take it to the streets) You crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home Hey yo, you as smart as you think (You take it to the streets)
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you And I know you ain't as smart as you (You take it to the streets) You a thug wit' a hoe and you think you on the low Hey yo, you as smart as you think (All out)
Yo, yo not do I know the rights, I know the wrongs Mo' money, mo' bitches, you know the song And if you claim you a that know me long And you should I'ma die with my Rolley on
I no punk, I ain't no chump, I ain't no whimp Ain't got no cane, ain't got no ming, ain't got no Money exempt, you niggas are blimp And every bitch in state know Mase is the pimp
See I'm the ones who fail you when I know where you Live I'ma my kid to take care of you I'll bring it to my man if he try to you I'd tie up if I wanted to scare you
Make it where your own won't stand near you And they send the unit to come repair you Now there you are nigga, in the fuckin' With Bentley, we don't give a fuck about your car who you are
Yo, you ain't as smart as you And I know you as smart as you think (Take it to the streets) You crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home Hey yo, you ain't as as you think (You it back to the streets)
Hey yo, you ain't as as you think And I know you ain't as as you think (You take it to the streets) You leave a thug wit' a hoe and you you on the low Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you (All out)
Yo, yo you can't love a man so much you can't doubt him Let him know certain you gotta do without him And if ya got guns, don't leave home it You gon' kill a man, there's ways to go it
See I never kill a man and I do it I won't let a mutha fucka know I'm angry 'Cuz when I get and they come arraign me It be a surprise witness come to hang me
I figure, if I'ma do it, do it my way Set 'em on Sunday, have 'em by Then Sunday, I'ma meet 'em on the See where his exit is and keep it
I'm off the exit All I wanna find out is where the is And by Tuesday I'm sittin' in the All I wanna find out is the address is
And by Wednesday, it so happen you get shot in the knee A nigga tried to run and dropped the key Now you in the hospital not Frontin', makin' a scene, bring the block wit' you
Friday hit and you got no clique wit' you Need somebody help you with leg, got your bitch wit' chu Soon as you get home and put the key in the Click, clack, now get on the floor, I you nigga
Yo, you ain't as smart as you And I you ain't as smart as you think (Take it to the streets) You talk crazy on the phone, niggas to your home Hey yo, you as smart as you think (You take it to the streets)
Hey yo, you ain't as as you think And I know you ain't as as you think (You take it to the streets) You leave a wit' a hoe and you think you on the low Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you (All out)
Yo, you ain't as smart as you And I you ain't as smart as you think (Take it to the streets) You talk crazy on the phone, bring to your home Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you (You it back to the streets)
Hey yo, you ain't as as you think And I know you ain't as smart as you (You it back to the streets) You leave a wit' a hoe and you think you on the low Hey yo, you ain't as as you think (All out)