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...

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).

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.

Krayzie:
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 with 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
favors, so come on 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'
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lock your mind, too. And I hope y'all really been
payin' attention 'cause it's 1999, ooh. (Ooh-ooh,
yeah.) Though people comin' around, we gon' thug.
So where the thugs at? Gimme some of that ghetto
love (ghetto love).

Krayzie:
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 with Niko:
Now if y'all feelin' me, let's get down and tear
the roof off the mother. Shoot the muthafuckas!
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.)

Krayzie:
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).

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:
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.)