| Song | Street People |
| Artist | Krayzie Bone |
| Album | Thug Mentality 1999 |
| Krayzie： | |
| Dedicate this to all the niggas on the streets; niggas in the hood strugglin', | |
| Doin' what the fuck they gotta do to make their money; and all the thugs, the | |
| Hustlas, the gangstas, the playas, pimps. let's roll, let's roll. | |
| [. . . ghetto love, ghetto love. i can feel that ghetto love, ghetto love . . .] | |
| Street people [people] all my people be them niggas with an attitude. [we're | |
| Ready for war.] the street mentality: it's do what you gotta do [do what you | |
| Gotta do]. | |
| I dedicate this to the niggas in the hood [where they at? where they at? where | |
| They at?], keepin' it real on the street. niggas they practice what they preach, | |
| Stayin' true until they d-i-e. niggas still strong. we keep on bailin' through | |
| The stress and all the rest of the shit that's goin' on. speakin' of violence, i | |
| See, you got to keep a pistol, 'cause if niggas think you're rich, you gon' be | |
| Got, they out to pinch ya. bullshit you not--killin' because of the pump, and it | |
| Drives us to the point of no return, especially when you 're gone off of the | |
| Sherm. you could give a fuck about a nigga flossin'. while you walkin', he on | |
| Sixteen switches. ain't that a bitch? but that's life. this shit ain't nothin' | |
| Nice, and he'll take yours if his ain't right. and i can't stop 'em or knock | |
| 'em, but yo, i wouldn't even try, though. 'cause bible say, "hey, either repent | |
| Or you will die." so [so, so], choose one [just one]: either repent and get | |
| Saved, or put some food on your table for now. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Street people [people]: all my people be them niggas with an attitude. [we're | |
| Ready for war.] the street mentality: it's do what you gotta do [do what you | |
| Gotta do]. | |
| Krayzie [with niko]: | |
| I see my sisters out there hustlin', man [strugglin', man.]. do what it takes, | |
| But that's the brakes, rustle up what you can. gotta feed your babies [babies, | |
| Yeah]. handle yourself your own business--don't wait on that nigga to get you | |
| Nothin'. we been poor long enough, and i know you would scheme on somethin' | |
| [somethin', yeah]. take the welfare, fuck it! the system givin' it to you, | |
| 'cause it's guilt on they conscience. don't let 'em fool you [don't let 'em fool | |
| You, no]. really ain't doin' a nigga any favors, so come on and get the paper, | |
| Paper, before you die, die. this verse is for my ghetto queens, tryin' to come | |
| Up and get them better things, particularly cheddar cheese. make that money | |
| [make that money]. work, work, work. whatever your occupation, as long as you | |
| Bringin' home the bacon, bacon, bacon. don't let your enemy lock your mind, too. | |
| And i hope y'all really been payin' attention 'cause it's 1999, ooh. [ooh-ooh, | |
| Yeah.] though people comin' around, we gon' thug. so where the thugs at? gimme | |
| Some of that ghetto love [ghettp love]. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Street people [people]: all my people be them niggas with an attitude. [we're | |
| Ready for war.] the street mentality: it's do what you gotta do [do what you | |
| Gotta do]. | |
| Krayzie [with niko]: | |
| Now if y'all feelin' me, let's get down and tear the roof off the mother. shoot | |
| The muthafuckas! i'm serious and mean business. ready to pump pump and ride, you | |
| With it? come on, put it out there. pump, pump, pump police. they treat us like | |
| Animals--let's attack 'em like beasts. but hold on: 'fore you start fightin' | |
| [hold on, hold on], let's brighten up the action scene, pass me the gasoline [no | |
| More, no more]. i'm really not trippin' on this rappin' no more, 'cause i know | |
| It won't last too much longer . when it's over, then i be a full-time soldier [i | |
| Told you], if i make it out of the game with all my sanity. get paid, fuck the | |
| Fame, get out quickly. understand me? 'cause at the rate i'm goin', pretty soon | |
| They'll try to ban me for killin' these muthafuckas tryin' to tamper with my | |
| Family. now they got me runnin' from these po-po's, tryin' to jam me, but i told | |
| Them muthafuckas not to try to test my manly, and this is my mentality for | |
| Fuckin' with the street life, street life [street life.] | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Street people [people]: all my people be them niggas with an attitude. [we're | |
| Ready for war.] the street mentality: it's do what you gotta do [do what you | |
| Gotta do]. | |
| Niko: | |
| I gotta give it up to all my thugstas, we're street people. them niggas with an | |
| Attitude, let's stop the killin', we're strugglin' just like you to make a | |
| Livin'. we're not pretendin', don't y'all remember? it ain't easy tryin' to stay | |
| Alive, some people out there smokin' crack. my people workin' 9 to 5, just doin' | |
| It right. real strong, hold on 'cause it won't be long before the strugglin' | |
| Days is long gone, hold on, be strong. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Somebody better 'em we the t-h-u-g's real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, | |
| We soldiers. we're t-h-u-g's real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, we | |
| Soldiers. | |
| [get on up, get on up.] |
| Krayzie: | |
| Dedicate this to all the niggas on the streets niggas in the hood strugglin', | |
| Doin' what the fuck they gotta do to make their money and all the thugs, the | |
| Hustlas, the gangstas, the playas, pimps. let' s roll, let' s roll. | |
| . . . ghetto love, ghetto love. i can feel that ghetto love, ghetto love . . . | |
| Street people people all my people be them niggas with an attitude. we' re | |
| Ready for war. the street mentality: it' s do what you gotta do do what you | |
| Gotta do. | |
| I dedicate this to the niggas in the hood where they at? where they at? where | |
| They at?, keepin' it real on the street. niggas they practice what they preach, | |
| Stayin' true until they die. niggas still strong. we keep on bailin' through | |
| The stress and all the rest of the shit that' s goin' on. speakin' of violence, i | |
| See, you got to keep a pistol, ' cause if niggas think you' re rich, you gon' be | |
| Got, they out to pinch ya. bullshit you notkillin' because of the pump, and it | |
| Drives us to the point of no return, especially when you ' re gone off of the | |
| Sherm. you could give a fuck about a nigga flossin'. while you walkin', he on | |
| Sixteen switches. ain' t that a bitch? but that' s life. this shit ain' t nothin' | |
| Nice, and he' ll take yours if his ain' t right. and i can' t stop ' em or knock | |
| ' em, but yo, i wouldn' t even try, though. ' cause bible say, " hey, either repent | |
| Or you will die." so so, so, choose one just one: either repent and get | |
| Saved, or put some food on your table for now. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Street people people: all my people be them niggas with an attitude. we' re | |
| Ready for war. the street mentality: it' s do what you gotta do do what you | |
| Gotta do. | |
| Krayzie with niko: | |
| I see my sisters out there hustlin', man strugglin', man.. do what it takes, | |
| But that' s the brakes, rustle up what you can. gotta feed your babies babies, | |
| Yeah. handle yourself your own businessdon' t wait on that nigga to get you | |
| Nothin'. we been poor long enough, and i know you would scheme on somethin' | |
| somethin', yeah. take the welfare, fuck it! the system givin' it to you, | |
| ' cause it' s guilt on they conscience. don' t let ' em fool you don' t let ' em fool | |
| You, no. really ain' t doin' a nigga any favors, so come on and get the paper, | |
| Paper, before you die, die. this verse is for my ghetto queens, tryin' to come | |
| Up and get them better things, particularly cheddar cheese. make that money | |
| make that money. work, work, work. whatever your occupation, as long as you | |
| Bringin' home the bacon, bacon, bacon. don' t let your enemy lock your mind, too. | |
| And i hope y' all really been payin' attention ' cause it' s 1999, ooh. oohooh, | |
| Yeah. though people comin' around, we gon' thug. so where the thugs at? gimme | |
| Some of that ghetto love ghettp love. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Street people people: all my people be them niggas with an attitude. we' re | |
| Ready for war. the street mentality: it' s do what you gotta do do what you | |
| Gotta do. | |
| Krayzie with niko: | |
| Now if y' all feelin' me, let' s get down and tear the roof off the mother. shoot | |
| The muthafuckas! i' m serious and mean business. ready to pump pump and ride, you | |
| With it? come on, put it out there. pump, pump, pump police. they treat us like | |
| Animalslet' s attack ' em like beasts. but hold on: ' fore you start fightin' | |
| hold on, hold on, let' s brighten up the action scene, pass me the gasoline no | |
| More, no more. i' m really not trippin' on this rappin' no more, ' cause i know | |
| It won' t last too much longer . when it' s over, then i be a fulltime soldier i | |
| Told you, if i make it out of the game with all my sanity. get paid, fuck the | |
| Fame, get out quickly. understand me? ' cause at the rate i' m goin', pretty soon | |
| They' ll try to ban me for killin' these muthafuckas tryin' to tamper with my | |
| Family. now they got me runnin' from these popo' s, tryin' to jam me, but i told | |
| Them muthafuckas not to try to test my manly, and this is my mentality for | |
| Fuckin' with the street life, street life street life. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Street people people: all my people be them niggas with an attitude. we' re | |
| Ready for war. the street mentality: it' s do what you gotta do do what you | |
| Gotta do. | |
| Niko: | |
| I gotta give it up to all my thugstas, we' re street people. them niggas with an | |
| Attitude, let' s stop the killin', we' re strugglin' just like you to make a | |
| Livin'. we' re not pretendin', don' t y' all remember? it ain' t easy tryin' to stay | |
| Alive, some people out there smokin' crack. my people workin' 9 to 5, just doin' | |
| It right. real strong, hold on ' cause it won' t be long before the strugglin' | |
| Days is long gone, hold on, be strong. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Somebody better ' em we the thug' s real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, | |
| We soldiers. we' re thug' s real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, we | |
| Soldiers. | |
| get on up, get on up. |