Co-Starrin My Crew-Street Fame/C-Bo/The Jacka

Co-Starrin My Crew - Street Fame Turn it up in my head phones Coming to a ghetto near you, street fame More, coming to a ghetto near you I wasn't mad until these tricks shot me, it's time to sanitize my posse Look how paranoid these niggas got me Cellular calls are being traced, since surveillance silently Momma chill thug livin' pay the bills and die violently Closed caskets expose bastards I leave 'em bloody Deloris tucker don't let your kids hear a ni**a speak on gettin' money Ain't nothin' funny, green, got a ni**a seein' things Why, hit the lye hope to God I can fly Lethal weapon I'm a savage, still a method to my madness Blast niggaz laugh call 'em care cabbage Read 'em and weep, put 'em to sleep they hell bound Lyrics will leave 'em spell bound, clown now tired of being held down Cross my heart hope to die blinded in some p**sy millionaire Living care free, sucka free, playa haters miss me Hope in hard times never catch me slippin' F**k authorities they wonder why minorities be trippin' we ain't having it Time to tear this sh*t back, ghetto children kick back Once I hit the mat niggaz will never get this sh*t back Spit it so eloquently, my pistols represent me Bust until my rounds empty, back for the street fame One love to my true thugs comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame Bust, comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame All out warfare, eye for a eye bustin' on my enemies bad boy killing (Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame) Straight dissing you, f**k Lil' Kim you nasty b**ch Temperatures rises niggaz blinded by my lyrical disguise No time to plot retreats, niggaz shiver and die Multiple rounds found laced in his body and face Wrapped in plastic, the acid erased all traces Criminal tactics the rap game became so drastic Military mind mashed all the walls they blasted If we bleed then they suffocate chokin' in terror So we strive singularize we reflect in the mirrors The prophecy is clear niggaz lock an' load disappear Strategize with no fear, waging war for years The crack game wasn't big enough, ready to rush You b**ch made motherf**kers get murdered and touched I go to jail niggaz screamin' free me, speakin' freely Conversatin' with my comrades kicking Swahili Indeed nature feel my first seed it gets worse Plans are cursed to be a G on the first to breathe Currency in stacks, artillery in the back strapped Armies, we camouflaged in all black When we attack, holla out my set, ni**a tighten your jaw Givin' birth to outlaws, street fame Bust ni**a bust, comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame it's true (Hell yeah) Only Makaveli the don can put it down like this, hey Nas (Comin' to a ghetto near you with street fame) Positive identification, got me rushed to the station Stuck in this line up tryin' hard to hide my face They placed the name but can't recall description I ain't did sh*t officer, that b**ch trippin' Promise retaliation they plan busted, no man to be trusted Everything corrupted once man touched it, Kamikaze Hoping that none of the spies find me That's why we bye bye daily, knowin' cops trail me But why cry floatin' while we tokin' on this potent branch Flossing in the thug stance, flipping pockets out inside my pants Never underestimate me, playa hate me, see me and hide Sure as hollow points shatter, enemies die Spread love dead thugs gettin' buried in riches Take a chance to advance f**k them worryin' b**ches Penitentiary's a possibility, bust and pray Wear a rubber so I live to f**k another day Hey ain't nothin' strange, I'm 25 dying to change But still I bang wanting street fame That's the end of that, thugged out, Makaveli the don Representin' the outlaws Street fame, one love to my true niggaz Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame Makaveli the don, Killuminati Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame Yo check this out, I'm a tell you like this, street fame If the lifestyle that you living Got you taking more f**king shorts than getting props Then that lifestyle need to stop, best to recognize some outlaw sh*t 'Cause only in this outlaw lifestyle can you truly come to To see what this life's supposed to be like Ni**a you'll start to see riches, fine b**ches and hitting switches Sh*t, to me that sh*t sound delicious