Street Keep Callin' (feat. Dez) - C-Murder, Dez

Now this ghetto got me crazy and these streets got me trapped

Many times I tried to leave but this game keep pulling me back

In a circle full of crime bout to lose my mind

Shit I wanna make a change but I just keep wasting my time

Ain’t no real future selling dope only few make it out

For a ghetto nigga like me got too many golds in my mouth

I can’t get a job ain’t nobody gonna hire a thug

And my rap sheet consists of 187 and drugs

And going in and outta jail everybody say I’m a fool

But even the President make mistakes, shit I ain’t perfect dude

I gotta do something ain’t nobody gonna give me nothing

Gotta mouth to feed

So I’m gonna keep these fiends jumping on my block niggas

Shit I’m the man outchea, I’m the jury and judge

So don’t fuck with me cuz

It’s like the Vegas Strip

These streets is always open

As long as the money roar, I’m gonna keep this city small

Now see the hood it’s all good

You ain’t highly educated, so you just can’t have shit

Cause you will be playa hated

My boy just bought a new Benz now he’s the man in the city

Now it was cool at first but these niggas started actin shitty

I tried to go straight but these fools just wouldn’t let me

A nigga see me in the mall so a nigga tried to sweat me

It was cool for a minute yeah, I thought I was free

But I knew I couldn’t leave cause these streets keep calling me