These Streets (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Jordan Houston/Patrick Houston

Composed by：Jordan Houston/Patrick Houston

Produced by：Hitkidd/Juicy J/Ace Charisma

Man your best thing man if you can avoid it bruh

Stay out these streets

Tired of seein' niggas gettin' locked up

They cook niggas man I'm sick of this shit

Come on

These streets only lead to jail death or wealth

Uh-huh

You gotta know how to move and that's by yourself

You know it

Some niggas locked behind them bars some got the belt

Yup yup

Some niggas stand on business play the cards that they was dealt

Yeah yeah yeah let's go let's do it

When you start gettin' some paper gotta watch your bros

Watch 'em

Some of 'em really ridin' with you some of 'em playin' a role

Mhm

Keep your head on a swivel keep your third eye open

Open

You never know who gettin' jealous they wan' stop your motion

Yep

Tell me have you ever seen the movie Juice?

Have you?

Well you probably got a Bishop somewhere in your crew

I told you

You think that's your ride-or-die until he slide on you

Mhm

You wanna watch the way you move niggas be droppin' clues

How come when he come around can't look you in your eyes?

Can't do it

Nine times out of ten he got somethin' to hide

Your intuition is the key to your survival

It's fucked up when your road dogs turn into your rivals

Man

These streets only lead to jail death or wealth

Shit crazy

You gotta know how to move and that's by yourself

Mhm

Some niggas locked behind them bars some got the belt

You know it

Some niggas stand on business play the cards that they was dealt

Patta

These streets eat you up-ah you gon' be the supper

Act like you're tough but 7.62 bullets are tougher

I know that you know that you really ain't the one

Nah nah

You was hidin' scared only way that you killin' somethin'

Only

Don't you let the devil trick you out your life trick you off the streets

Bullets went through his hoodie man knocked him off his feet

Pew

Heartless I was in that darkness

You wasn't even in it but you still got shot regardless

Bullets ain't got no name most of y'all be so lame

Infatuated with the street illusion this is no game

Real killers who pop pills leave victims in cold chills

Hundred-round drums on the hunt man for more kills

Eugh

These streets only lead to jail death or wealth

Shit crazy

You gotta know how to move and that's by yourself

Mhm

Some niggas locked behind them bars some got the belt

You know it

Some niggas stand on business play the cards that they was dealt

Yeah

These streets only lead to jail death or wealth

You gotta know how to move and that's by yourself

Some niggas locked behind them bars some got the belt

Some niggas stand on business play the cards that they was dealt

Tell me have you ever seen the movie Juice?

Movie Juice

Well you probably got a Bishop somewhere in your crew

In your crew