Streets Video (MV)

[Verse 1: Layzie Bone]
Now I sound so raw, cause I'm down by law, tryna play me cause I'm rapping I will break yo jaw, catch a nigga in these streets make you take clothes off, leave you dead butt naked, man you f*ckin with a boss, cross pass with me, I'm in the hood all them watts in the bronx where they cater all around the devil block, trouble not, I'm ready for em, niggas they know I'm ready for them, I'm the hardest I'm a? so I'm heated heavy for it, why you lookin for me nigga with yo lookin ass, meet me at the club all my niggas get to whippin ass, then a nigga sue me, sue me nigga pos'ed to be thug, nigga pos'ed to be street, pull your skirt down nigga cause we smellin' yo pussy, the whole bottom line is you can't f*ck with' me, Wil-I-Am the ghetto!, Wil-I-Am the ghetto! [streets! ], cause' I'm a thug by nature, thug by nature, gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin', gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin'.

[Chorus: Wil-I-Am]
You looking, for me, I'll be, rollin',
You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
If you looking, for me, I'll be, rolliin'!
You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.

[Verse 2: The Game]
It's the black rag assassin, fourty fo' mag blast, and black ski mask throwing shots out a dodge magnum, gangbang forever put the barrel on the head of the devil, with homicidal intentions I reign terror, on any cliq or squad you niggas bitch you fraud, I'm a tickin time bomb let it finish the job, lyrical damage on one, two punch, crush you amateurs, box and watch me execute like (cockins?), my flow piping hot scorchin, proceed with caution murder any mc, ya soul is lost, when I'm ridin with them bone thugs, black glocks and chrome slugs, parked on the block with the nose up, get ready for the face off, Nicholas Cage ain't got shit on a nigga with a f*ckin grenade, one man army, only two things in the world can call me, west pussy and that bomb ass chronic, I never back down, never back down, never back down, now let the bone thugs back.

[Chorus: Wil-I-Am]
If you lookin, for me, I'll be, rollin,
You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
If you lookin, for me, I'll be, rolliin!
You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.

[Verse 3: Krazie Bone]
Now we them niggas in them black dickies and steel toe boots, stomp on that nigga that got a pistol but he still gon' shoot, cause' he a hoe, like halfa' these niggas is rappin', I'm a' let you know, these niggas is actin' and puttin' on a fancy show, we done checked these niggas, met these niggas man I don't respect these niggas, I'm a real mother f*cking T-H-U-G, original hate to be a critic, but yo shit I ain't feelin, no, you niggas is elementary, I got history, lyrically you can't see me, physically I'll bring your misery, seriously, you niggas ain't been hearing me, but listen to these other niggas hits, you hear my twist they blew my shit, but it's all good, cause we keep it all hood, and when we see niggas get rolled dog like a hog should, just lemme put the mother f*ckin' money on the wood, bitch niggas would be gone if they could, but I'm a' shut em down, I'm a' shut em down, I'm a' shut em down, bone niggas known not to f*ck around!

[Chorus: Wil-I-Am]
If you lookin, for me, I'll be, rollin',
You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
If you lookin, for me, I'll be, rolliin'!
You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.
If you lookin!...

[Verse 4: Wish Bone]
I got my hand on my balls, grippin in the raws, hood star, shit could be my boulevard, you know I'm in the streets, I ain't hard to reach, on some cool shit and some beef shit nigga I'm in the streets, this ain't my only occupation hittin' avenues, chasin paper allways, and I know how to get it, and pissy hallways, in the raw way, you can get it how you live, nigga step the wrong way, I let it bang b-bang bang, I'm the street for real, and I love it but you know how the gameplay got me ready to kill, somebody, but it's all good, with' these shows at my steets nigga all good, gotta be stackin my paper like that's all I know, these niggas is playin, I gotta get it like lock and load, winter through summer, summer back through to winter, we hustlin dawg, hustlin, hustlin, hustlin, give it all you got, give it all you got, hustlin, niggas is talkin bout weed now watch yo mouth!

[Chorus: Wil-I-Am]
If you looking, for me, I'll be, rollin',
You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
If you looking, for me, I'll be, rolliin'!
You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.
If you lookin!...