Product of the Streets (Interlude) Lyrics

A nigga is a product of the streets

A nigga is a product of the streets

A nigga is a product of the streets

A nigga is a product of the

Ever seen two guns flash and show a silhouette

You a survivor nigga where tha fuck you at

My cash usually on a card rarely bust a check

It’s usually galaxies or above the knees I’m getting wet

Niggaz grab the strap, for emergencies, all for the set

Big homies get, rip’s, the homie wanted next

That power trip, have you, paranoid and cuttin necks

A cut throat, is what they call you accept it, no sorrow

Many lives was stolen, only a few borrowed All my rounds hollow

I’m not talking balloons, I’m talking clearing the room

My gang the legion of doom

We ain’t tryna be rude, just breaking the rules

We flip doom and then we-made it a mood

Not even a, heatwave can fuck up the cool

Yea we making money but I don’t fuck wit them dudes

Get, too buddy buddy and they start telling on you

They said god only protect baby’s and fools

What do you say, when a nigga smarts float in the pool

Like mob hits, bum home in a mosh pit

Get murdered for ya gossip Silence the only profit

You a snitch and you still doing time, you a six-nine

I did it on my own, without a co-sign

From the work to the g ride Lox’s held by a knee high

We brick city niggaz till we die, south side

I been slangin, I been bangin, I been caught up in these streets

I done shed blood, rolling wit the thugs

That’s why I can’t get no peace

It’s all about survival, I had to adapt

Many lost they lives cause they didn’t have a strap

It’s always eye for a eye, yea that’s a fact

If we left somebody alive, we double back

I’m what the streets the made me

A nigga is a product of the streets

A nigga is a product of the streets

A nigga is a product of the streets

A nigga is a product of the streets