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Disharmonic Orchestra - Street People lyrics
(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)
 (Krayzie) x2
 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)
 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
 (Chorus)x2
 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 & (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 favorsDisharmonic Orchestra - Street People - http://motolyrics.com/disharmonic-orchestra/street-people-lyrics.html
 So come 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, ohh
 (Ooh-ooh, yeah)
 Though people comin around, we gon' thug
 So where the thugs at?
 Gimme some of that ghetto love (ghetto love) 
(Chorus)x2
 Krayzie & (Niko)
 Now if y'all feelin me
 let's get down and tear the roof off the mother
 Shoot the mmotherfuckers, 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)
(Chorus)x2
 (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)x2
 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)








