KNIGHTOWL - We Do This for the Streets lyrics

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[Knightowl: Talking]

Hey yo CG, why don't you

Drop a gangsta btrack for that ass

Some thing like all them other

Bitch ass producersdon't do

You the man homie

So give me some of that real

G shit let it ride homie

Let it mothafuckin ride

I spot some fools hangin at the corner

I never saw them bitches before

So I grabbed my 4-4

Spot a couple of more

Behind the liquor store

One with a strap a fuckin ese with a bat

But I ain't goin out I think I know why they came

Last week I put a bullet in a rival fool's brain

But now I got to face it like a man

I gotta be ready I got a plan

So they can take a nap

They ain't bout to catch me

They want to get me, but won't hit me

I'm to fuckin slick G

Never slippin when I be dippin

I got the clip and fuck those that be trippin

Knightowl be the one with the mind of a maniac

Stright fuckin looney, them bitches wanna do me

But they better be ready for what's next

A slug to chest

Cause them mothafuckin streets be my nest

Fool

[Chours: Bookie Loc]

Being from the hood here's what you think

Liquor stores, pimps hoes po-pos, and gangs

Yo we do this for the streets

But on the real we do it for the love and for peeps

My family

Being from the hood ain't what it seems

Cause you see a grip of colors make seperate teams

Yeah wel all got heat to pull

But on the real on the streets we don't need the bull

Ya hear me

[Bokie Loc]

Confusion (confusion) I was just strollin

To the hood store to get a couple of brews

When them reconizables come rolling through

They got on blue and I got on blue too

Yet I don't know the passenger

Who's askin me "What hood I threw up"

I said I throw up the LAW

I was like nah homie I'm true to

When my adrenilain starts to pump

And here the test comes

"I know I can run fast"

And I know I got my pocket rocket cocked

Ready to blast

And I wish I was back at the house bangin

On them tracks

Instead I'm readin these peice with my heat

Before there's one more question asked

Balls flyin from fantasism from to much

So I past him in his chucks

I didn't give a fuck

Any way I get stuck with my chuck taylor

Skid marks hidin out til be dark

Yellow tape had to vacate investigate

The Ram Part

[Chorus]

[Knightowl]

Shots goin off but I ain't bout to fuckin run

I'ma fire right back Yeah I own a gun

I got a 3-5-7 a 38 that won't wait

A finger that'll never hesitate

Bring em all into my neighborhood

I got a toy waitin for em

Best believe my homies blastin

With they don't know em

I won't take a fuckin chance

I'd rather see the Devil dance

And taken a fuckin piss in my pants

Cause now a day a lot of mothafuckas like to yap

They also like to fuckin hide when bullets fly

But who's to say "what the fuck you gonna do"

If that gun that was shooting was aimin at you

Would you duck, or would you not give a fuck

About life pack a knife and fuck somebody elses wife

I be the type of mothafucka that doesn't give a shit

The advice I be given ese what who you fuck with

[Chorus]