call you N, they never call, never call, never bloody ever call Blue flashing light last Saturday night Brought the neighbors all out on the street
dear life can't get no bigger Young guns flapping their guns with no fear Females, money and guns its all here Top shotters big cats street gats Bent
in with civilians I'm used to killin Got me feelin all confused who the hero and who the villain Hopped in my red Camaro, shot down the street like lead
niggas doin bad, so I get my cash and I act mad, I mash out on the glass I gotta big ol' Lac, a nigga comin down with blue and purple comin down with
chocolate Sucker know you're listenin so please get off of it A score and two years ago began the ?uestion's mission South of 52nd Street, on ? and anybody
damn day Fly than a pelican, leanin' of medicine Johnny pay checks slash playa made Mexican Theres my introduction, now let me start stunnin' Blue and
Psychopathic Sodiers Roll, my Posse's on Vernor (Yeah, come on) Down riverside that's how we ryde, the Posse's on Vernor (ICP) Runnin' down bass and seven more scored
motherfucker I wonder how they last Niggas had fades, and bushes and shit Just like on the street the third was runnin' it You couldn't step close to the blue
The game is cold you own yo own is these fuckin' street's So on my own, i'ma put myself on these fuckin' street's I'm sick and tired of livin' life is these city blues
Somebody like me. I don't need my old school teacher To learn me in your evil ways I sing right back to the jungle Hang it up on Even Street. You
all those plans for You know there's house on Victory Street Where no one wipes their feet A car is rusting in the yard Mommy scrubs and daddy scores
heat of noon There's a song as the day grows long And a tempo in the tides of the moon It's all around us and it's everywhere And it's deeper than royal blue
his score Blue lines flash in summer heat The vigilante's out on the street Start the engine, slam the door The vigilante settles his score Blue lines
crew Every day of my life since 11-2-74 On the street makin' non-stop cream galore Packin' heat, stickin' up weed stores and more Collectin' interest off of extortions to settle my score
got a gun I bust one shot, you see a hundred niggas run So sit on black gortex, before test, we all wore vests I'm takin' all bets, to see who will score
on the seat, layin' next to my heat I'm a Hot Boy to the police And I'm a thug on the street Yeah I score from Slim and B 10 a ki, real OG's, 36 oz'
a niggas doin bad so I get my cash and I act mad I mashed up on the gas, I gotta big ol' Lac a nigga comin down with blue and purple comin down with a