Man, it's like...Everytime I leave the houseI stop and I ask myselfAm I leavin' for the last time??Cause ain't no tellin' what's gon' happenOut here while I'm runnin' these streetsYou know what I'm sayin'?Anything can happen niggaYou gotta watch everything around youYou can't trust nothin' out hereAnother day I get to live to see some more of thisDrama in the street is so deep, don't even know if it'sGon' be me at the end of somebody barrel smokin'Cause I'm loc'n they point the finger and say I'm provokin'The situation by speakin' the real to killin' fieldsAnd penitentiary steel is what I see for realIt's raw deals that we gettin' in the system mayneGivin' up no love, once you caught up they pullin' rankCounty or the pen, you know we can't winSo we mobs with that ghetto grin tryin' to make them endsStack on the track with sticky greens and cognacAlways watch your back and never let 'em know you strappedAin't no such thing as a sucka no moreCause anybody with some heat will lay you down on the floorFriends turn to foes, tags on they toesWhen will it be your time to go? You never know[Hook] - X 2Sometimes I get to thinkin' when I step out the doorIs it my time to go? Runnin' the streets you never knowSometimes I get to thinkin' when I step out the doorIs it my time to go? Runnin' the streets you never know[Celly Cel]Used to be the enemy dumpin' on my bucketNow I'm havin' static with these fools that I grew up withNever thought the hood would turn against the hoodWhen they think you doin' good the hood don't stick together like it shouldWastin' time tryin' to count another players chipsLoose lips will make you walk the plank on my shipI've seen 'em get smothered for less, lost in the land of stressIt's sad to see homies get put to rest, then I guessIt's the same when you funkin' and freeze one of your enemiesAnother funeral, a mother cryin' on her kneesIt's a war zone, here today tomorrow you goneIn to win, ain't no friends, go for somethin' it's onCan't get caught slippin' or crossed up by them faultyWomen out there slippin' mickeys ain't gon' come up off meWho can I trust, who gon' be there when we kickin' dust?Or when they bust, I'll ride with who ride with us[Hook] - X 2Sometimes I get to thinkin' when I step out the doorIs it my time to go? Runnin' the streets you never knowSometimes I get to thinkin' when I step out the doorIs it my time to go? Runnin' the streets you never know[Celly Cel]Gotta stay on your toes, don't know who plottin' on your clickAnd jealousy will make your closest homies wanna splitYour wig and dig a ditch for you cause you out there gettin' paidHad the same trey, posted on the same block in MayScrill they can't fade, you was real about chasin' paperThey was talkin' about them broads first and get the money laterA faulty misses, stay focused and make your own decisionsStay in your jurisdiction, keep that scrill in your visionWatch your backside, they ride when they ain't got no hustleAnd keep your heat so fools like Debo can't even muscleYou out your coins and don't let no new recruits joinAnd she can holla if she headed for the tenderloinThen strip to add some Ben Franklin's to my bundleI ain't mad if she gon' add some crab to the gumboAnd keep it crackin', don't know what's gon' happen when I play this gameSo I pray, I live to see another day[Hook] - X 4Sometimes I get to thinkin' when I step out the doorIs it my time to go? Runnin' the streets you never knowSometimes I get to thinkin' when I step out the doorIs it my time to go? Runnin' the streets you never know
11 years ago
Richard Clark
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12 years ago
TheShtiklica
Thanks for sharing this, and all the other videos, just perfect!!! ;)