Streets - Compton Menace

Shit, nigga first started this shit

It’s cus i liked to do it and i ain’t tryna change it into

Some whole other technical shit, yuh feel me?

These streets are made of thugs

I don’t wanna pop a nigga, I don’t wanna catch a slug

When I travel the world, all I see

More niggas who think like me

Niggas wanna change, but hating ass niggas tryna keep me in the game

I wanna put the gun down, nigga I can’t

I gotta watch my back, I don’t really wanna live like that

Look, I got em squinting with them city faces

Take over the game and did it with the basics

And shit my reputation speaks for itself

Get it on my own cus i don’t need another nigga help

It’s me against the world, that’s how a nigga felt

I said eventually a heart caught it in the stealth

Obama, Osama with the Llama

Nigga hustle up dimes and makes sippin' on liquors

From counting off enemies, with the Glock shit

And i can’t go today cus they need me on the block bitch

Lately a nigga been on some pot shit

Feeling like the cable, been riding that cockpit

These streets are made of thugs

I don’t wanna pop a nigga, I don’t wanna catch a slug

When I travel the world, all I see

More niggas who think like me

Niggas wanna change, but hating ass niggas tryna keep me in the game

I wanna put the gun down, nigga I can’t

I gotta watch my back, I don’t really wanna live like that

Look, life lessons outta' adolesence

Since Brooklyn died I can’t seek out an adder blessing

Life teacher, lotta lessons but nobody listen

Why niggas wanna ball without a pissin'

That’s why we spend half our life in the penitentiary

Cus everything come fast even the benjamins

You know I gotta get it so don’t make me out the killer man

Smokin' on that killer man, hoppin' out that caravan

You, I don’t care for, my little badass son he eat meat now

That’s who I do it for, that’s who I’m real to nigga

With the same man bitchin' for him, like i kill two niggas

These streets are made of thugs

I don’t wanna pop a nigga, I don’t wanna catch a slug

When I travel the world, all I see

More niggas who think like me

Niggas wanna change, but hating ass niggas tryna keep me in the game

I wanna put the gun down, nigga I can’t

I gotta watch my back, I don’t really wanna live like that

I was raised in the bottom of the crates man, scrapes on my plate

I was hungry as a hostage, been a date since I ate

Man my momma on dope, and my daddy shooting boy up

Thirteen hours grown man I wasn’t on that boy stuff

Trapping cos i had to, at the world I was mad dude

Daddy died from AIDs, fucked me up I’m goin' bad fool

Was a good child, but my heart turned cold

Promethazine on that blunt, make the blunt burn slow

Mentally challenged, stressed out, pressures of the world

Baby on the way found out I’m havin' me a girl

Stressin', prayin' and I’m hopin', It’s hard growing up in Oakland

These streets are made of thugs

I don’t wanna pop a nigga, I don’t wanna catch a slug

When I travel the world, all I see

More niggas who think like me

Niggas wanna change, but hating ass niggas tryna keep me in the game

I wanna put the gun down, nigga I can’t

I gotta watch my back, I don’t really wanna live like that