Yea, turn the music up a little bit

Yea, a little bit louder, right there

In the name of the streets Click, click, boo ya, Dub kicked the frame in

Nigga, let the games begin, as I standin'

Tossed the tall can on a campus, off the limital

Scanners takin' penitentiary chances 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 Sellin', brubble bellin', career felon

Escalade, 3 braid beer wearin'

*** it, I thug for free an' thug to eat

Niggas call me 'Home of Cake' 'cause I love the cheese 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 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 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 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? 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'? 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 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 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 *** 'em both

In the name of the streets 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 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 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 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 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 Dub C, The 'Ghetto Heisman'

In the name of the streets

Swangin' through a hood near you

In the name of the streets