Streets (feat. Game & will.i.am)

Know why I sound so raw, 'cause I'm down by law

Try to play me 'cause I'm rapping, I will break your jaw

Catch a **** in these streets make him take clothes off

Leave you dead butt naked

Man you fuckin' with a boss, cross paths with me

I'm in the hood, all in Watts, in the Bronx

In Decatur, all around the devil block, trouble knock

I'm ready for 'em, ****, they know I'm ready for them

I'm an artist, I'm a deadly poet, so I'm heated heavy for it

Why you looking for me **** with yo' looking ass

Meet me in the club, all my **** get to whoopin' ass

Then a **** sue me, sue me, **** 'posed to be thug

**** 'posed to be street

Pull your skirt down **** 'cause we smellin' yo' pussy

The whole bottom line is you can't fuck wit' me

Will I Am the ghetto! (You can find it)

Will I Am the ghetto! (in the street)

'Cause I'm a thug by nature

Thug by nature

Gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin'

Gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin'

If you looking, for me, I'll be, rollin'

You can find me in the streets

You, you can find me in the streets

If you looking, for me, I'll be, rollin'

You can find me in the streets

You, you can find me in the streets

It's the black rag assassin, forty-four mag blastin'

Black ski mask throwing shots out a Dodge Magnum

Gang bang forever, put the barrel on the head of the devil

With homicidal intentions, I reign terror

On any clique or squad, you **** bitch, you fraud

I'm a tickin' time bomb that'll finish the job

Lyrical damager, one-two punch, crush you amateurs

Box and watch me execute like Cockton

My flow pipin', hot scorchin'

Proceed with caution, murder any MC or soul that's lost

When I'm ridin with them bone thugs, black glocks and chrome slugs

Parked on the block with the nose up

Get ready for the face off

Nicholas Cage ain't got shit on a **** with a fuckin' grenade

One man army, only two things in the world could calm me

Wet pussy and that bomb ass chronic

I'll never back down, never back down

Never back down, now that the bone thugs back

If you looking, for me, I'll be, rollin'

You can find me in the streets

You, you can find me in the streets

If you looking, for me, I'll be, rollin'

You can find me in the streets

You, you can find me in the streets

Now we the **** in the black Dickies and steel toe boots

Don't bring that **** that got a pistol but he still won't shoot

Cause he a hoe, like half of these **** is rappin'

I'mma let you know, these **** is actin' and puttin' on a fashion show

We done check these ****

Met these ****, man, I don't respect these ****

I'm a real mother fucking T-H-U-G

Original hate to be a critic

But yo' shit I ain't feeling though

You **** is elementary, I got history

Lyrically you can't see me, physically I'll bring your misery, seriously

You **** ain't been hearing me

But listen to these others ****' hits

You hear my twist, they bit my shit

But it's all good 'cause we keep it all hood

And when we see **** get raw dog like a hog should

Just lemme put the motherfuckin' money on the wood

Bitch **** would be Bone if they could

But I'mma shut 'em down, I'mma shut 'em down

I'mma shut 'em down, Bone **** known not to fuck around

If you looking, for me, I'll be, rollin'

You can find me in the streets

You, you can find me in the streets

If you looking, for me, I'll be, rollin'

You can find me in the streets

You, you can find me in the streets

If you lookin'

I got my hand on my balls, grippin Nina Ross

Hood star, shit could be my boulevard

You know I'm in the streets

I ain't hard to reach

On some cool shit or some beef shit, **** I'm in the streets

This ain't my only occupation hittin' avenues, chasin' paper always

And I know how to get it, and pissy hallways, in a raw way

You can get it how you live, **** step the wrong way

I let it bang b-bang bang, I'm the streets for real

And I love it but you know how the gameplay got me ready to kill

Somebody, but it's all good

With these shows in my street, **** all good

Gotta keep stacking my paper like it's all I know

These **** is playin', I gotta get it lock and load

Winter through summer, summer back through to winter

We hustlin' dawg, hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'

Give it all you got, give it all you got, hustlin'

**** that's talkin' about we ain't out, watch yo' mouth!

If you looking, for me, I'll be, rollin'

You can find me in the streets

You, you can find me in the streets

If you looking, for me, I'll be, rollin'

You can find me in the streets

You, you can find me in the streets

If you lookin'