[Intro]

What, what

What, what, what

(H-World)

What, what, what

(All Out)

What, what, what, what, what

(Take it back to the streets, mutha fucka)

What, what, what, what, what

Yo, this for my niggas in the streets

(What what what what)

Foreign cars and the jeeps

(What what what what)

Make about a fuckin' million in a week

(What what what what)

When I can't forget that we all still street



Yo, yo

You know a nigga that's sniffin', that's always in the kitchen

Bagin' shit up, there's always something missin'

A nigga that's speeding, bound to have a collision

Bound to be in prison, or bound to pop a mission

So if you got dogs, nigga, let 'em go

If a mob fuckin' truck right, let 'em know

We got the same guns that you got, but better though

And next time we in some shit nigga, you will know

See I'm pushed to the point that I put something down

And I stand over your head, like look at you now

And the kids in the parks start lookin' around

Like, "Mommy come here, look, look, look what we found"

Wit' me it's more intense, nigga

So if you ain't goin' hard, stay on the bench, nigga

And you know when I come, I leave no prints nigga

And when you die, it won't be at my expense nigga

Nigga, nigga



[1] - Yo, you ain't as smart as you think

And I know you ain't as smart as you think

(Take it back to the streets)

You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home

Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think

(Take it back to the streets)



Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think

And I know you ain't as smart as you think

(Take it back to the streets)

You leave a thug wit' a hoe and you thi