do it man
Singer:masta ace
the one that smack the taste out
i keep it gutter that's what i be about
that's what i shitted out
i'm from the streets and i'm a g and i know nothing else
like when there's beef i grap a tec from the fucking shelve
stuff it in my jeans step on the scene
that's why i do it myself
there's noone ratting me out
i keep it gully nigga ride out
before my thuns come and air out your hide out
your raw to grap your four
your scared to call your dog
knock your ass out and leave your dead with a bloody nose
winking to your front door
who you know as raw as me
but up on the streets i'm a beast
we busting them chrome nines and running from one time
my mind on my money and my money on my mind
we strap with them big gats
we hold it down we don't fuck around niggas know our style
hope i don't get shot today
cause i heard some niggas letting off rounds
it's like walking through vietnam
sorrounded by americans dressed like the viet cong
ever since he was a brat he been a copy-cat
and he ain't scared to pull it blood
so i better watch my step or i might catch a bullet slug
see there's all kinds of rival stuff
we all in the line of fire nigga
cause there's mold on the bread
they might send him home with a hole in the head
and just like 'windex cleaner'
it's clear that niggas settle problems with their index finger
and my moms has yet to strove
cause she know that folks catches strays like pet control
these are dangerous times
a nigga might get it by the knife or the nine
i gotta stay awake when i hold the cake
cause the grim reaper looking for a soul to take
and the next cat may be him
so i look over my shoulder
when i'm standing at the atm
ya can go 'head and worry 'bout the crackers
but that nigga with the nine
this is how they do it man
screaming give me what you got
this is how they do it man
straight off blunt spillers and natural born killers
this is how they do it man
put your life on the line
this is how they do it man