Street People
{Intro: Krayzie Bone}
Dedicate this to all the n-ggaz on the streets.
(Ghetto love)
(Ghetto love)
N-ggaz in the hood strugglin’
(I can feel that ghetto love)
Doin’ what the f-ck they gotta do to make their money.
(That ghetto love)
And all the thugs, the hustlas, the gangstas, the playas, pimps.
(I can feel that ghetto love)
(That ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Let’s roll, let’s roll.

{Chorus: Krayzie Bone}
Street people (People)
All my people be them n-ggaz with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality: it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
Street people (People)
All my people be them n-ggaz with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality: it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)

{Verse 1: Krayzie Bone}
I dedicate this to the n-ggaz in the hood
(Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?)
Keepin’ it real on the street
N-ggaz they practice what they preach
Stayin’ true until they D-I-E
N-ggaz still strong
We keep on bailin’ through the stress and all the rest of the sh-t that’s goin’ on
Speakin’ of violence, I see
You got to keep a pistol
Cause if niggas think you're rich, you gon be got, they out to pinch ya
Bullsh-t you not
Killin’ because of the pump
And it drives us to the point of no return
Especially when you’re gone off of the sherm
You could give a f-ck about a n-gga
Flossin’ while you walkin’
He on sixteen switches
Ain’t that a b!tch?
But that’s life
This sh-t ain’t nothin’ nice
And he’ll take yours if his ain’t right
And I can’t stop ’em or knock ’em
But yo I wouldn’t even try though
‘Cause the Bible say, "Hey, either repent or you will die"
So (so, so), choose one (just one)
Either repent and get saved
Or put some food on your table for now

{Chorus: Krayzie Bone}
Street people (People)
All my people be them n-ggaz with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality: it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
Street people (People)
All my people be them n-ggaz with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality: it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
{Verse 2: Krayzie Bone (Niko ad-libs)}
I see my sisters out there hustlin’ man (strugglin’ man)
Do what it takes but that’s the breaks
Rustle up what you can
Gotta feed your babies (babies, yeah)
Handle yourself your own business
Don’t wait on that n-gga to get you nothin’
We been poor long enough
And I know you would scheme on somethin’ (somethin, yeah)
Take the welfare
F-ck it
The system givin’ it to you
‘Cause it’s guilt on they conscience
Don’t let ’em fool you (don't let 'em fool you, no)
Really ain’t doin’ a n-gga any favors
So come on and get the paper
Before you die
This verse is for my ghetto queens
Tryin’ to come up and get them better things
Particularly cheddar cheese
Make that money
Work, work, work
Whatever your occupation
As long as you bringin’ home the bacon
Don’t let your enemy lock your mind too
And I hope y’all really been payin’ attention ’cause it’s 1999 ooh (Ooh-ooh, yeah)
Though people comin’ around
We gon’ thug
So where the thugs at?
Gimme some of that ghetto love

{Chorus: Krayzie Bone}
Street people (People)
All my people be them n-ggaz with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality: it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
Street people (People)
All my people be them n-ggaz with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality: it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
Now if y’all feelin’ me
{Verse 3: Krayzie Bone (Niko ad-libs)}
Let’s get down and tear the roof off the mother
Shoot the muthaf-ckas
I’m serious and mean business
Ready to pump pump and ride, you with it?
Come on, put it out there, pump, pump, pump police
They treat us like animals - let's attack 'em like beasts
But hold on ‘fore you start fightin’ (hold on, hold on)
Let’s brighten up the action scene
Pass me the gasoline
(no more, no more) I’m really not trippin’ on this rappin’ no more
‘Cause I know it won’t last too much longer
When it’s over, then I be a full time souljah (souljah, I told ya)
If I make it out of the game with all my sanity
Get paid, f-ck the fame, get out quickly, understand me?
‘Cause at the rate I’m goin’, pretty soon they’ll try to ban me
For killin’ these muthaf-ckas tryin’ to tamper with my family
Now they got me runnin’ from these po-po’s tryin’ to jam me
But I told them muthaf-ckas not to try to test my manly
And this is my mentality for f-ckin’ with the street life
Street life

{Chorus: Krayzie Bone & Niko}
Street people (People)
All my people be them n-ggaz with an attitude
The street mentality is do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
Street people (People)
(Street people, yeah)
All my people be them n-ggaz with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality: it's do what you gotta do
(Ooh, ooh)
(Do what you gotta do)

{Verse 4: Niko}
I gotta give it up to all my thugstas
We’re street people
Them n-ggaz with an attitude
Let’s stop the killin’
We’re strugglin’ just like you to make a livin’
We’re not pretendin’
Don’t y’all remember
It ain’t easy tryin’ to stay alive
Some people out there smokin’ crack
My people workin’ 9 to 5
Just doin’ it right
Real strong
Hold on
(I can feel that ghetto love)
‘Cause it won’t be long before the strugglin’ days is long gone
Hold on
Be strong
{Outro: Krayzie Bone}
Somebody better tell ‘em we the T-H-U-G’s
Real f-ckin’ souljahs
Souljahs
Souljahs
Souljahs
We’re souljahs
We the T-H-U-G’s
Real f-ckin’ souljahs
(I can feel that ghetto love)
Souljahs
We’re Souljahs
(That ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Souljahs
We’re souljahs
We the T-H-U-G’s
Real f-ckin’ souljahs
(I can feel that ghetto love)
Souljahs
We’re souljahs
(That ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Souljahs
We’re souljahs
We the T-H-U-G’s
Real f-ckin’ souljahs
(I can feel that ghetto love)
We’re souljahs
Souljahs
Souljahs