Niggaz wont creep these streets wit me

Cuz you know fuckin where these streets would be

Make you wanna, then Im gonna, cuz I gotta

Pop, pop, pop, pop

I look through the 11th floor window

Take one last puff of that indo

Look through the scope and out like ten gold

Break it down back in the briefcase

I get the sweat off of my face so I can leave safe

Outside I breathe safe

Nigga never saw it comin thats how ya got it

Never even thought of runnin, cuz a nigga plottin

Smart niggaz, get niggaz killed for real

I know they make a deal

Im comin with the steal

It's gone be that cat you dont see thats gone pop you

Stop you in yo muthafuckin tracks nigga drop you

Get rid of all the clothes dump the gun

I hate to be that type a nigga leave you slugged and run

But Im on a job and right now theres more niggaz than easy to be

Left wit a head full of lead, rest in easily

And that 20 easy b

Put to a good use

The only excuse I have for what I do is love over abuse

Cmon

Niggaz wont creep these streets wit me

Cuz you know fuckin where these streets would be

Make you wanna, then I'm gonna, cuz I gotta

Pop, pop, pop, pop

Nigga

Niggaz wont creep these streets wit me

Cuz you know fuckin where these streets would be

Make you wanna, then Im gonna, cuz i gotta

Pop, pop, pop, pop

I can catch you in the very buildin that you live in

Waitin till you get right at your door to start spittin

Now they got a ribbon tied to the rail at the top of the steps

I was there, you aint die at the top of the steps

I can do that walk behind you shit and follow you home

Makin noise, you turn around, and I'll put money on yo dome

Last thing you saw was chrome and a flash of light

A blast to right

Nigga

Thats yo ass 2nite

I can put a bomb on your car and watch it explode

Make a call, tell em all they found was a piece of your clothes

And a small piece of your nose and bone from yo arm

Which they really couldnt tell apart

Because of the bomb

I can be waitin camped out in your car

In the backseat wit some fuckin chicken wire and

Soon as you hit the back street

I jump up like Jack- In- A- Box

Strangle this shit out yo ass

Clean up the mess and get away from the cops

Niggaz wotn creep these streets wit me

Cuz you know fuckin where these streets would be

Make you wanna, then Im gonna, cuz I gotta

Pop, pop, pop, pop

Nigga

Niggaz wont creep these streets wit me

Cuz you know fuckin where these streets would be

Make you wanna, then Im gonna, cuz I gotta

Pop, pop, pop, pop

I can be that U.P.S. delivery boy

Or the man workin at Toys R Us, and handin your kid a bran new toy

I can be the one servin your food wherever you go to eat at

Or that nigga on the corner that you ask, "Yo where the weed at?"

I can be the one drivin the school bus that yo kids in

Except that, I dont like to involve women and children

A nigga got feelins

I just put em a side

When its time for me to do my job

I just ryde

I dont get much sleep

My souls tormented

I wish it was alive

But everything I said I meanted

I know im doin wrong, and every day I beg the Lord to forgive me

For fuckin wit the devil and sort

Shit aint goin to well

But thats my life

I know Im goin to hell

But thats my life

Sometimes I think what will I do wit my life

Kill nigga, kill

This is my life

Niggaz wont creep these streets wit me

Cuz you know fuckin where these streets would be

Make you wanna, then Im gonna, cuz I gotta

Pop, pop, pop, pop

Nigga

Niggaz wont creep these streets wit me

Cuz you know fuckin where these streets would be

Make you wanna, then Im gonna, cuz I gotta

Pop, pop, pop, pop

Nigga

Niggaz wont creep these streets wit me

Cuz you know fuckin where these streets, these streets(fade out)