Street Wise Video (MV)

Code of the gentlemen so strictly we abide
And we'll slide like an avalanche you go against the guys
You scared like a bitch i could see it in yo eyes
Know that gun a decoration you ain't even gotta lie
Lil bro raising hell but really he well spoken
You moving like a snail end up with yo shell broken
Tip toeing killas the nozzle will stay smoking
A trick up his sleeve for clowns who stay joking
Bone crushers represent the coalition
You know this thing of ours you gotta earn yo position
Built from the ground up now we got our own laws
Slip one time they smelling blood like jaws
It could be yo own family it could be yo own brother
You really love the bitch it could be yo own lover
You trust yo main soldier who was yo own runner
Whole time he Donnie Brasco playing undercover
Street wise men at the round table
Always on they business & always return favors
Talking blood money yo mother cannot save ya
Brothers killing brothers like Cain did Abel
Yea and they'll show you what them bricks bout
If you moving sloppy the streets you getting tricked out
Wild ass shorties they creeping up wit them sticks out
One false move yo casket is getting picked out
There's a moment in each day that satan cannot find
Like a smile from my child who brightens my dark mind
Generations get worse our souls are so cursed
Rehabilitated spirits communities so hurt
All we known is that dirt but now the world is mine
They left us no choice so we profiting off of crime
A bitch will set u up some women are so spiteful
Men in all black controlling them old rifles
Head Bussas bagged em up like some groceries
Think three times fo u touch someone close to me
Detrimental actions for the matters at hand
You see he was with his brothers but they scattered & ran
Cuz the ones who talk the most have a tendency to fold
You could clearly see they told no integrity or code
Could be two years in & they begging for parole
Till a killa press the power button getting the control
Yea life stories mane
All it takes is one time to slip up
Shh get gripped up
Street wise men at the round table
Always on they business & always return favors
Talking blood money yo mother cannot save ya
Brothers killing brothers like Cain did Abel
Yea and they'll show you what them bricks bout
If you moving sloppy the streets you getting tricked out
Wild ass shorties they creeping up wit them sticks out
One false move yo casket is getting picked out