E-40 - Streets Keep Callin' Me lyrics

[Verse 1] Sometimes I wonder, was I playing maybe Or was I a accident, made a oops baby No disrespect to ma mother, but at times I wish ma daddy used the rubber My family and relatives used to say I need to stop what I'm doing and come to church But when they need to borrow some money they ask me first Used to be the rustiest filthiest dirty spoon in the sink Now all the brawds wanna gimmi their hot wet pink Tryna get ma wands up, pockets fat like the blob Pull up on tha aff with ridiculous throb Slap and click shift, like that old school mob 3 12's in the truck doing it's job If you look carefully in ma pupils you'll find Misery and triumph, to struggle in hard times I come from a broken home, same clothes for weeks Couldn't find love at home, so I found it on the streets (ooh) [Chorus] Yea they got me in the streets again (streets again) I'm always a repeat again (repeat again) Gotta get back up on ma feet again (feet again) I'm turning right and again they keep callin me Like hey (x7) The streets they be callin me Like hey (x7) (I'm out) [Verse 2] How come all the bad ones live forever (forever) And the good ones gotta die (die) d**h is like onions, it'll make you cry (cry) Me and the coco plat game got a love hate relationship I wanna quit her, but I got a hell a bills and sh** So I stick it her, and milk d hell up out that b**h She's a ripper, hell, all a my dudes did f** dat b**h That they kissed her, all in her mouth and coochie lips I am gonna fix her,even though in my mind I am light weight broke In my mind I got hoe, In my mind she is my sole mate, should I break-up or elope In my brain she is my day meds but I don't want her no more In my brain it a shame but I don't wanna be proud Now that an eye opener, a nail bitter, a head scratcher,a light bulb Question mark, a mind bobbler, a dice throwh, crap shoot, a coin tosser, a hair riser, a caution you for a jaw dropper [Chorus] [Verse 3] My mouthpiece make transactions I keep a pistol real close neva know when sh** can happen The trifling b**h pillow talking now we get some action, soft as teddy bear y'all don't k** the player's fashion Hoods turn on each other man that's my life I gave the bomber five, he told me to keep the hope alive I slide off in the S looking like a few grand, hands red blood money, then flow through these hands Stamp them like brand, vegetable hands, raised with hoodlums patience thin like a grain of sand Been a man since my mom pa**ed away on me (homie), rocking diamond chains make the hater wanna smash on me (ohh) [Chorus]