I better stop that talkingNiggas round here, don't do that oftenLike a rojo, like the po-poWith the vo-vo and all black, ready to goMan, the streets don't want nobodyMan, the streets don't love nobodyMe and my raccoons will put hands on you and your pit bullsThat's what the old schooler said when he was talking big *** to a couple of younger foolsOne of the young fools laughed and said, you old enough to be my dadThe old schooler went back, got mad and pulled out a gagA gag?Yeah, my Drupal OG terminologyHit him with the Israel Uzi, smacked him and called him SusieNow he a ugly nigga, now he ain't no more cutieThe OG a killer, a hitter, just got outOh my God, I'm so madNever know who heavy duty in the streets pushing weightHave your head put on a stick, stick, and brought back on a plateThe streets don't love nobody, everybody love the streetsI ain't stuntin' sloppy, tryna impress these freaksRats, rats, tramps, rippers, ho, hoSlacks, ducks, diggin' for goldI ain't a captain, save a hoe, no, not hardlyShe don't wanna *** me, she wanna *** my HarleyBetter stop that talkingNiggas round here, don't do that oftenLike a rojo, like the po-poPut the vote flowin' on black, ready to goMan, the streets don't love nobodyMan, the streets don't love nobodyI said, let's goWe got the juice in the hood, so we talk a lotWhile the wolves lick they lips, lamb chopsBig homie dippin' in the Prada, tooHe said it's some OG ***, but that's a dope thing, broMan, the streets don't love nobodyMan, the streets don't love nobodyStay strapped, I ain't fightin' nobodyNigga, you hit the wrong person with your eyesNigga, bullets don't got no nameBetter put your guns up, especially when you're one's upNigga, stay strapped, kick some ***, nigga, run upUsed to be the front man, now we got all dayPick the youngster up, then they shot him on the freewayDown, down goes another oneHeard he had it comin', don't nobody care, he's gonePing-pong in the hood, retaliationYoung heads, brush your head for a rep, nigga, see?***, better stop that talkin'Niggas around here don't do that all dayLike a rojo, like the po-poPut your phone flowin' all black, ready to goMan, the streets don't love nobodyMan, the streets don't love nobodyYou could be bangin' for life, it don't matterYoung nigga who thuggin' won't his pockets lookin' fatterBetter watch your little brother lookin' like a chain snakeMan, the streets don't love nobodyYou done came up from the hood, but he still gettin' at yaAin't no more payin' homies, lil' bro want the dramaThe karma is comin' for you, hope you stayin' with that llamaShould've listened to your mama, she told you about them dudesAll them calls, all them bitches, all them riches ain't coolI know you *** with dude, you roll with dudeI can't believe you roll with dudeI told you that he told on dude, I'm sorry, that's the wrong moveReal niggas over here, that'll really moveHe said he rockin' with the mind, well, that's the life you chooseThought it was a game until I seen that boy on the floorTold you ain't no love over here, that's the life you chooseThought it was a game until I seen that boy on the floorTold you ain't no love over here, that's the life you chooseBetter stop that talkin', niggas around here don't do that all dayLike a rojo, like a po-poLookin' fo-fo and all black, ready to goMan, the streets don't love nobodyMan, the streets don't love nobodyNobodyNobodyNobodyNobodyNobodyNobody