The Game - Street Riders lyrics

[Game] I'm feeling like a muthaf**in' baws bangin' 2Pac High as a muthaf**in' Queens bridge rooftop Blowing on this purple haze, feelin' invincible Sellin' dope, never snitch, hood n***a principles Abide by, live by, er die by it, n***a Even when I'm finga f**in' hoes, finga on tha trigga Diamonds in ma crucifix, feeling like a priest Open the doors of ma garage, see that '92 Caprice Soldier for the cause, don't leave home without the strap Know the map like the back of my hand, therefore I trap See them cars and them street bikes, shining under street lights Blowing on this peace pipe, welcome to the street life [Akon] Can't sleep through the night Man, you better believe that I'm a street rider Can't sleep through the night I keep it tucked in my sleeves cause I'm a street rider uh-huh I'm a hustla, ghetto entrepreneur uh-huh And addicted to money, cars and who*es uh-huh Got my tommy tucked and ready to draw uh-huh Better make a finger run screamin' f** the law [Game] The Phantom can't hold me, so I went and bought a Spider n***a, I Swizz Beatz, like a f**ing roughrider Can-am engine, suicide rims n***as can't live with it: commit suicide then Wish cancer on a hater, wish AIDs on a s*ut Take the ride k** me cuz there ain't a b**h that I trust I'm just rollin up this kush, bout ta crash my girl truck Her friend texted me, trying to kick it like the world cup She just tryna get some ace of spades, tryna hit the blunt She a c*nt, hit her once and call her a** next month See these b**hes tryna stunt, and these n***as stay hating See ma watch a cold b**h, call that ho Sarah Palin All my albums went platinum, n***a thanks to the block Voice raspy as ever, n***a thanks to them shots Back reppin' aftermath n***a, thanks to tha Doc And these hoes in ma panorama, thanks to Ciroc [Akon] Can't sleep through the night To all uh my gangstas, street rider Can't sleep through the night Goin' out to muh hustlas, street rider uh-huh I'm a hustla, ghetto entrepreneur uh-huh And addicted to money, cars and who*es uh-huh Got my tommy tucked and ready to draw uh-huh Better make a finger run screamin f** the law [Nas] I swtich from chillin' Cause rappers hara**ing me, illin' They rich infactuated by just causualy living The b**h could have a threesome with them, so now they pimpin' Lil' monkey, that's how a king is 'pose to be How you open, when she willin' Let me take you to '87 14 years old, I was a ladies legend 38, a bird in the safe, '98 Oldsmobile I ain't frontin, I don't know Pharrell He wear pastel colors I wear the pain, of the Soledad brothers And them chrome gat busters An R&B wife on the arm, I close shops I showed n***as their first Bentley, f** I window shop Show n***as their first ice, now they like 'I luh you' Remember when they hustle, was tryna sue Russell For what other n***a did to him, sounds sickenin' That's why I cut him off, word to god, he was snitchin' then [Akon] Can't sleep through the night Goin' out to muh gangstas, street rider (Out to muh gangstas, yeah) Can't sleep through the night Goin' out to muh hustlas, street rider uh-huh (Goin' out to muh hustlas) I'm a hustla, ghetto entrepreneur uh-huh And addicted to money, cars and who*es uh-huh Got my tommy tucked and ready to draw uh-huh Better make a finger run, screamin f** the law Can't sleep through the night Keep my eyes wide open, street rider (My eyes wide open, yeah) Can't sleep through the night Whenever know me from (Jube-yas?), street rider uh-huh (know me from.. Jube-yas?) I'm a hustla, ghetto entrepreneur uh-huh And addicted to money, cars and who*es uh-huh Got my tommy tucked and ready to draw uh-huh Better make a finger run screamin f** the law