[Intro]
Motherf**ers, we bust guns like we at war n***a
We Patriotic, we red, white and blue
Got red Bloods, blue Crips and white Cops
To patrol a motherf**er, we don't give a f**
My n***a Stack Bundles
Come out here
Spray these motherf**ers
[Hook (2x)]
On the Streets of Far Rock
You can't trust nobody
n***as will run on up you with a hammer screaming
Squaaaaaaad Up!
You ain't getting that guap
Then n***a you ain't nobody
From Redfern the Hammels n***as
Is banging screaming
Squaaaaaaad Up!
In the Streets of Far Rock
[Verse 1]
Where I am from
First thing you learn is a gun
And how to empty a clip
You'll get ripped
You gonna need more
Stitches then a scene strip
While I am stuck in the mayor
I am fixing my fitting
I am loathing the clip up and
Walk out with it, it's that simple
You can tell I don't play with cake
Without touching it, you can see the piece
About as heavy as a paper work
Getting raw far from work
Who used went up
Third came home don't even ask about bury
I am boss amongst bosses
Harry put them all in your face
So it won't be a viewing for the coffins
If don't make me blush it's not an offer
And for the rush n***as like Jamal's he is a offer
Far Rock is a different planet come around here
With your chest poked out it's evident
You ain't learnt sh** from Janet
Went behind the scene is where the access granted
You eye seen the body
But your stomach couldn't stand it
[Hook (2x)]
On the Streets of Far Rock
You can't trust nobody
n***as will run on up you with a hammer screaming
Squaaaaaaad Up!
You ain't getting that guap
Then n***a you ain't nobody
From Redfern the Hammels n***as
Is banging screaming
Squaaaaaaad Up!
In the Streets of Far Rock
[Verse 2]
Look
Everybody play a thug
Until you run up on a n***a
For his carrots with a shotty like Elmer Fudd
Then they play a different tune
n***as soften up
And start singing for the b**hes like Loon
You ain't got to take my words for it's your
You don't know what St.Johns is n***a the 4th
Put them in intensive care
f**ed up how he was riding in a Bentley
Know he rolling in an expensive chair
You ain't really from the streets n***a
Then don't pretend to be
Range the terrible thing to waste
Ask the Kennedy's
Got an unforgettable face
They don't remember me
Young n***a that let his thing smoke like a chimney
Pastes is a virtue, and I ain't got a PhD
So PH on SB and I am a hurt you
I can't even beef with these b**hes
They too commercial
And if you got hot when I signed
That mean I birthed you
[Hook (2x)]
On the Streets of Far Rock
You can't trust nobody
n***as will run on up you with a hammer screaming
Squaaaaaaad Up!
You ain't getting that guap
Then n***a you ain't nobody
From Redfern the Hammels n***as
Is banging screaming
Squaaaaaaad Up!
In the Streets of Far Rock