Streets
WC feat Nate Dogg Lyrics

Yea, turn the music up a little bit
Increase the volume of the music a bit.

Yea, a little bit louder, right there
Louder, play it at that level.

In the name of the streets
For the community and people of the streets.

Click, click, boo ya, Dub kicked the frame in
Dub-C smashed the door in with a loud impact noise.

Nigga, let the games begin, as I standin'
The competition begins as I stand here.

Tossed the tall can on a campus, off the limital Scanners takin' penitentiary chances
Tossed my drink in a restricted area, if caught it could lead to jail time.

Sick wit it, off the ric wit it Blue beenie knitted, freshly acquitted Grind, grimey, the big body an' the big body Wit lyrics an' 'draulics hotter than the Majave
Talented with rhymes and rhythm, I just got out of prison, my car and my lyrics are incredibly impressive.

Sellin', brubble bellin', career felon Escalade, 3 braid beer wearin' Fuck it, I thug for free an' thug to eat Niggas call me 'Home of Cake' 'cause I love the cheese
I sell drugs and have a record, but I still drive fancy cars and wear fancy items, I do this life for free because I love it.

Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if ya follow me Let me see ya put them hands up like a robbery I solemnly swear to stay down an' slang the seed I spit in the name of the streets
If you're part of this rough life with me, put your hands up, I promise to stay true and provide for our community.

I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' stay fly I'm gonna bust, hold my hood up high In the name of the streets I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' rich ride I'm gonna ball, hold my hood up high In the name of the streets
I'm going to keep on living my life in this hood, doing everything I can to make it and show pride in my community.

This the itty bitty nigga, from the city they call LB What you know about the D O G? I keep my peeps wit a bag o' treats On the streets, my nephews beat your beat an' keep that heat
I'm a small guy from Long Beach, you know me as the Dogg, I carry supplies and drugs for my peers and family and they defend and protect themselves on the streets.

In the Cutt an' indiscrete Me an' Dub-C crippin' cousins in this industry A lotta' y'all pretend to be Wanna see, friends wit me an' then sleep wit the enemy?
We are discrete and deal with issues privately, Dub-C and I are from the same street lifestyle, many pretend to be like us to gain popularity, do they really want to be friends or just use us?

Want some, get some, bad enough, take some Suckas poppin' off, I'm 'bout to take one Braids on, make done, don't want none An' just 'cause we talkin', what you doin' C walkin'?
If you want something, go get it,

It's not just a dance, it's a way o' livin' Now if ya C walkin', ya best to see Crippin' An' that goes for kids too an' R an' B singers Nigga, quit Crip walkin' if ya ain't a gang banger
C-walk is not just a dance, it's part of our culture, if you're C-walking, be prepared for gang violence, even if you're not, children and even famous people should stop doing it if they're not involved.

I told a woman I don't love her but she wants to go I told another that I want her but she wants to hoe I ain't a hater, I'm a player, so I fucked 'em both In the name of the streets
I wasn't able to be with my significant other or the woman I wanted, and I am someone who doesn't discriminate, so I had sex with both of them.

This is for them geniuz Da best is my East niazz, both sides street niazz This is for them DJs, coast to coast movin' this Spinnin' them turntables that bomp the Ruvian
This is for the talented and skilled people, especially those from the East and the streets, as well as DJs everywhere who bring music everywhere, especially the ones who play hip hop.

Smashous, best trap us for cash An' dump a blunt at ya's, outta the mix classes This is for them riders, ridin' for the mims Ghetto ass niazz on them big shiny rims
Some drug dealers are dangerous, able to get people hooked for cash, and can ruin lives, this is for the people with fancy cars in the ghetto.

Thrashin', you're back at ya, bring a debassa' Got droppin' on your drastic, another hood classic Dub the 'Ghetto Heisman' singin' 'More cabbage' A street niazz livin' on seek an' kill status
My contenders who someone think they have the upper hand, get ready for a masterpiece, a street-style classic, I'm known as Dub the 'Ghetto Heisman', I'm unstoppable.

Unlock the racked, Def Jam cock ya' back Recess is over, I want my spot back Who's the next? I preceded to blow comin' at 'em I'm in a mink coat an' Spacey gat 'em, you're lookin' at 'em
Unleashing my full potential after taking a break, Def Jam is putting me back on the spot, and I'm ready to defeat whoever comes next, I'm ready to take it to the next level and beyond.

Dub C, The 'Ghetto Heisman' In the name of the streets Swangin' through a hood near you In the name of the streets
I am Dub C, aka 'Ghetto Heisman', representing the streets and my community, and you can find me cruising around town.