[Talking: Tony Yayo]
Yea ^!$$% get a mixtape out or something ^!$$%
$#&@, they talk bout these $#&@ing rappers man

I do this %#@! for the money man
Staright g's man
Word up, it's the talk of new york ^!$$% they don't how

^!$$%z know what time it is man
For real man I'm getting all this money this year
Taking it back to the streets

Never see y'all ^!$$%z in the hood
For real man, yea


[Tony Yayo:]
^!$$% ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
Live it up get money ^!$$% bust a nut

Boy you gangstes are tough and the guns you bust
For that 25 to life straight $#&@ing you up
Listen in the projects ^!$$%z die over rumors

And close head shots give ^!$$%z brain tumors
Hell yea, everybody hustle round here
I don't play by the rules cause the game ain't fair

My team is monopilising, marketing and advertising
Wet on a beach with a freak while the sun rise
I'm in the coupe driving while you on the stoop rhymin

You rappin for free nah dog that ain't me
I get a g every line, my fans online
You ain't richer than me stop watching mine


[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
The streets keep calling me

The keep calling me back
But it ain't where I'm from it's where I'm at
They keep on calling me

They got me riding strapped
With a (*##$ from vitesse with her head in my lap
The streets be calling me

You can see me out in public
I stay in the hood I be giving up bubbly
The streets keep calling me, keep calling me

I'm addicted to the streets they keep calling me
They keep calling me, they keep calling me
I'm addicted to the streets they keep calling me


[Cormega:]
I use to want props, now I want property

^!$$% I ain't tryna be, caught up in narcotics beat
You got the cream and blobby but it's not ikeem
Ironically, I can make you feel the rockets is not a game when the llamas

lay,
You yesterdays news, tomorrow came
Now your plots a grave my hollow shots $#&@ up your concentration

I gots the montego flow, I rock with yayo
Real recognise real, watch what you say yo
Love is love but acknowledge hate shown

From ^!$$%z who grren from envy or rocks on they clothes
You better ask somebody, who's stash is mighty
How many friends from the past that there's beside em

Of course I'm just talking bout your man that's grimey
Those who stay true should be right there by you
But god bless the chld who could hold his own

If you earn it you deserve it no man can deny you

[Chorus]