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wc - the streets (re-twist) lyrics

[intro: wc + (nate dogg)]
yeah
turn the music up a little bit
uh, yeah, a little bit louder, right there
(in the name of the streets)

[verse 1: wc]
cl!ck cl!ck, boo ya! dub kicked the frame in
n-gga, let the games begin
as i stand in, tossed the tall can on a campus
out the land of the scandalous, takin’ penitentiary chances
sick wit it, off the ric wit it
blue beenie knitted; freshly acquitted
grind-grimey, the big body and a big body
with lyrics and ‘draulics hotter than the mojave
sellin’, global bailin’, career felon
escalade, 3-braid beard wearin’
f-ck it, i thug for free and thug to eat
n-ggas call me hog head ’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 and slang the c
i spit in the name of the streets

[hook: nate dogg]
i’m gonna roll (i’m gonna roll)
i’m gon’ stay fly (i’m gonna stay fly)
i’m gonna bust (i’m gonna bust)
hold my hood up high (throw my hood up high)
in the name of the streets
i’m gonna roll (i’m gonna roll)
i’m gon’ rich ride (i’m gonna rich ride)
i’m gonna ball (i’m gonna ball)
hold my hood up high
in the name of the streets

[verse 2: snoop dogg]
this the itty-bitty n-gga from the city they call lb
what you know about the d-o-g?
i keep my peeps wit’ a bag of treats
on the streets my nephews beat that beat and keep that heat
in the cut and indiscrete
me and dub-c crippin’ cousins in this industry
a lot of y’all pretend to be
wanna ‘ce’ friends wit’ me, and then wanna sleep wit the enemy?
want some, get some, bad enough take some
suckas poppin’ off, i’m ’bout to take one
break son, make done, don’t want none
and just ’cause we talkin’, what you doin’ c-walking?
it’s not just a dance, it’s a way of living
now if ya c-walking, ya best to ‘ce’ crippin’
and that goes for kids too, and r&b singers
n-gga, quit crip walking if you ain’t a g-ngb-nger

[bridge: nate dogg]
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 f-cked ’em both
in the name of the streets

[verse 3: wc]
this is for them g niazz
dub-s and my east niazz
both side street niazz
this is for them dj’s coast to coast movin’ this
spin-ni-nin them turntables that bomb peruvian
smashous, best trappers for cash and
dumpin’ blunt ashes outta them s-cl-sses
this is for them riders, ridin’ for them m’s
ghetto -ss niazz on them big shiny rims (uh huh)
thrashin’ ya, back at ya, bringin’ it m-ssive
i drop it on ya drastic, another hood cl-ssic
dump the “ghetto heisman,” seeing “more cabbage”
a street nia livin’ on ceo status
unlock the rack, def jam, c-ck it back
recess is over, i want my spot back
who’s the next out the city to blow, coming at ’em
in a pea coat and stacy adams, you’re lookin’ at ’em

[outro: wc + (nate dogg)]
yeah…wc…the ghetto heisman
(in the name of the streets)
swingin’ through a hood near you
(in the name of the streets)

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