kris kross - da streets ain't right lyrics
it’s the ones that smoke blunts wit cha, see ya picture
now they wanna grab the guns and come and get cha
it’s the ones that smoke blunts wit cha, see ya picture
now they wanna grab the guns and come and get cha
n-gg-s in da street ain’t right
every other day i keep strugglin’ to keep my life
and i never know when i gotta go so i stay strapped
’cause n-gg-s they don’t know how to act
it’s monday night and i’m out
chillin’ with my girl, top down
500 sl pumpin’ some sounds
now me i’m in versace from my head to toe
lookin’ for a place to go, so i can spend my dough
i found a spot, jumped out, my girl was hot, no doubt
and that was all i heard these bustas talkin’ about
now i ain’t payin’ no attention to this high school skit
and i ain’t even tryin’ to fight over this here dip
i kept walkin’, but all they did was follow
tryin’ to flex, talkin’ about ’em girls t-tties
and the jewels around my neck
now i can feel a confrontation ’bout to jump on off
and i can see these little bustas tryin’ to play me for soft
i heard,? stick up, stick up, get down and don’t look up
n-gg- give me all your money and your jewels ’cause you’re stuck?
i said,? what? fightin’ back hit my mind
but it’s a waste of time ’cause i ain’t got my nine and these
n-gg-s in da street ain’t right
every other day i keep strugglin’ to keep my life
and i never know when i gotta go so i stay strapped
’cause n-gg-s they don’t know how to act
n-gg-s in da street ain’t right
every other day i keep strugglin’ to keep my life
and i never know when i gotta go so i stay strapped
’cause n-gg-s they don’t know how to act
now i done did all this work, so i can be the man
fresh to def, twenty grand in a black sedan
not knowin’ i done had some homies watchin’
steady clockin’, plottin’ to put da drop on me
’cause i’m flossin’, hit the streets left and right
sittin’ swoll, lookin’ for me a party that’s tight
i heard somebody yell, “112” that’s the spot
so i hit the parking lot, not thinkin’ of gettin’ got
’cause it’s mack, players, pimps, and dips everywhere
but n-gg-s don’t know how to act and they don’t care
i heard, “freeze” from these four n-gg-s
that i knew, that i knew from back in grade school
i said, “what’s up?”
he said, “what’s up?” it’s on
give it all up and then he showed me his chrome
i said, “homes, you ain’t even gots to trip
’cause i ain’t even tryin’ to die over materialistics”
n-gg-s in da street ain’t right
every other day i keep strugglin’ to keep my life
and i never know when i gotta go so i stay strapped
’cause n-gg-s they don’t know how to act
n-gg-s in da street ain’t right
every other day i keep strugglin’ to keep my life
and i never know when i gotta go so i stay strapped
’cause n-gg-s they don’t know how to act
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