Streets

[Intro: Compton Menace] Shit, nigga first started this shit It's cus i liked to do it and i ain't tryna change it into Some whole other technical shit, yuh feel me? [Hook: Kev Blaze] These streets are made of thugs I don't wanna pop a nigga,I don't wanna catch a slug When I travel the world, all I see More niggas who think like me Niggas wanna change, but hating ass niggas tryna keep me in the game I wanna put the gun down, nigga I can't I gotta watch my back, I don't really wanna live like that [Verse 1: Compton Menace] Look, I got em squinting with them city faces Take over the game and did it with the basics And shit my reputation speaks for itself Get it on my own cus i don't need another nigga help It's me against the world, that's how a nigga felt I said eventually a heart caught it in the stealth Obama, Osama with the Llama Nigga hustle up dimes and makes sippin' on liquors From counting off enemies, with the Glock shit And i can't go today cus they need me on the block bitch Lately a nigga been on some pot shit Feeling like the cable, been riding that cockpit [Hook] These streets are made of thugs I don't wanna pop a nigga,I don't wanna catch a slug When I travel the world, all I see More niggas who think like me Niggas wanna change, but hating ass niggas tryna keep me in the game I wanna put the gun down, nigga I can't I gotta watch my back, I don't really wanna live like that [Verse 2: Compton Menace] Look, life lessons outta' adolesence Since Brooklyn died I can't seek out an adder blessing Life teacher, lotta lessons but nobody listen Why niggas wanna ball without a [?] pissin' That's why we spend half our life in the penitentiary Cus everything come fast even the benjamins You know I gotta get it so don't make me out the killer man Smokin' on that killer man, hoppin' out that caravan You, I don't care for, my little badass son he eat meat now That's who I do it for, that's who I'm real to nigga With the same man bitchin' for him, like i kill two niggas [Hook] These streets are made of thugs I don't wanna pop a nigga, I don't wanna catch a slug When I travel the world, all I see More niggas who think like me Niggas wanna change, but hating ass niggas tryna keep me in the game I wanna put the gun down, nigga I can't I gotta watch my back, I don't really wanna live like that [Verse 3: Mistah FAB] I was raised in the bottom of the crates man, scrapes on my plate I was hungry as a hostage, been a date since I ate Man my momma on dope, and my daddy shooting boy up Thirteen hours grown man I wasn't on that boy stuff Trapping cos i had to, at the world I was mad dude Daddy died from AIDs, fucked me up I'm goin' bad fool Was a good child, but my heart turned cold Promethazine on that blunt, make the blunt burn slow Mentally challenged, stressed out, pressures of the world Baby on the way found out I'm havin' me a girl Stressin', prayin' and I'm hopin', It's hard growing up in Oakland [Hook x2] These streets are made of thugs I don't wanna pop a nigga,I don't wanna catch a slug When I travel the world, all I see More niggas who think like me Niggas wanna change, but hating ass niggas tryna keep me in the game I wanna put the gun down, nigga I can't I gotta watch my back, I don't really wanna live like that