Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Juelz Santana
Juelz Santana
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
LaRon James
LaRon James
Komponist:in
Rashad Robinson
Rashad Robinson
Komponist:in
Darrell Muhammad
Darrell Muhammad
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Shoddy aka Shottie
Shoddy aka Shottie
Produzent:in
Mike. T
Mike. T
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

Ooh, ooh Roll call time again baby I'm back in the, back in the, back in the buildin' Juelz Santana, Dipset bitch (Aye) I need all my soldiers and my block, man to stand up for me It's about that time, ya know My hood, my city, my side Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I ride My town, my color, my block Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I rock My state, my strip, my ave Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I'm bad My buildin', my porch, my stoop Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I'm Bruce Straight for paper, paper chaser Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta I know my block is a crazy zoo but it got me crazy glued (Stuck) I got to make these moves So I hustle the hardest (Drugs) I got no team just a connect and a couple of partners I keep my street niggas, my street niggas (Yup) I keep my cheese niggas, my cheese niggas (Yup) I keep my beef niggas, my beef niggas (Yup) And I keep my weed niggas, my weed niggas Keep business, businees, keep pleasure, pleasure And I never mix it, ever, ever Yeah, the code of the street, eyes open, don't sleep Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, there go the police That's why you catch me movin' through dolo Movin' through solo, steel weapon, still reppin' My hood, my city, my side Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I ride My town, my color, my block Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I rock My state, my strip, my ave Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I'm bad My buildin', my porch, my stoop Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I'm Bruce Niggas always catchin' bodies in the hood (Yup) Stay shootin' up a party in the hood (Huh) Mafia ties, I'm like Gotti in the hood Tear the hoopti or the black Mazaratti through the hood (Woo) Remember when we used to play karate in the hood (Yo) Now my rims look like ninja stars Nigga I been a star (Been a star) I remember when I didn't have shit to borrow (I ain't have shit) Now I could lend you a couple of clips You hungry homie, you could eat a couple of clips (Bloah, bloah) Come through my strip, you gon' niggas G'd up 'Cuz, we slingers, gang bangers (Slingers, east side) And when it come to squalie, we strangers Plus, I keep my thug niggas, my thug niggas (What up thug?) I keep my blood niggas, my blood niggas (What up blood?) Spend it all, I ain't no cheap ass nigga (Nope) I'm always gonna ride 'cuz I'ma weeks ave nigga (Yup) My hood, my city, my side Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I ride My town, my color, my block Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I rock My state, my strip, my ave Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I'm bad My buildin', my porch, my stoop Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I'm Bruce I represent mine to the fullest (Oh yeah) I represent the grind to the fullest (Oh yeah) I represent scar time, bar time, hard times (Yeah) Hard times to the fullest (Oh yeah) We need to have a million man march again (Yeah) We need to have a million man march up in (Yeah) The White House Start a million man arguement, like Bush why a million man starvin' in My city, my town, my hood (Whatever you wanna call it) Nigga what's good We ridahs, we rollers, we survivors, we soldiers We don't crack under pressure, we relax under pressure Most of all we don't rat under pressure (We bang) And we pitch this crack till the cops shut us down Or our whips twist back My hood, my city, my side Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I ride My town, my color, my block Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I rock My state, my strip, my ave Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I'm bad My buildin', my porch, my stoop Whatever you wanna call it, nigga, I'm Bruce
Writer(s): Laron L. James, Durell Mohammed, Rashad Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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