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  • Just gimme the countdown
  • Know where we goin {*scratched: "AZ"*}
  • Uh-huh {*"AZ"*} {*"Streets is yours for the takin now"*}
  • Feels so good {*"AZ"*}
  • (AZ)
  • You know the come up, stack get right, put the gun up
  • Laugh, get nice, split the blunt up
  • Pray blue and whites don't run up, remain humble
  • You see the change when the Range come through
  • When all the fame ups your game cause your name's mumbled
  • The chicks notice, usually it's like hypnosis
  • It's ferocious when broke niggaz get focused
  • The cars come out, bottles at the bar run it
  • You know you're large when you in car could dodge a drought
  • But here's the twist up, when beef and the money mix up
  • Skirts lift up, a few fights, few stick-ups
  • Then one little thing just, leads to the next and
  • Here come them hot boys to breathe down your neck
  • Now you gotta pack up, flee from the rest and
  • Just so we can go, you was free from the stress
  • I guess it is what it is
  • (Chorus: DJ Premier scratching)
  • "Creepin on a come up" "Streets is yours for the takin now"
  • "Creepin on a come up" "I'm from the place where hardcore is beautiful"
  • "Creepin on a come up" "Streets is yours for the takin now"
  • "I'm rather unique" "I'm from the place" "Brooklyn"
  • (AZ)
  • You know the saga, who liver, who hotter
  • Who shot at who at the Ramada
  • I knew about beef since Bambaataa
  • Before "Beat Street" streets was heavily deep with the riders
  • Guns and money, some was hungry
  • Dysfunctional families that come from junkies
  • Jailbirds with wanted warrants up in countries
  • Just jungle survivin like a bunch of monkies
  • Marked dollars, D.A. NARC's with collars
  • Niggaz snitchin, but still got the heart to holla
  • Hot chicks in short skirts and damn near topless
  • Play fly and they gossip, stay high and just ride dick
  • Can't call it, too fresh to spoil it
  • Two tecs to war with, grew up next to all this
  • So understand I know from firsthand
  • The lies of a church man, high off his first gram
  • (Chorus)
  • (AZ)
  • The jails is packed, the streets is wack
  • It's even worse when your workers tappin your beeper sack
  • Wifey's gettin feisty, she's beefin back
  • Though it's unlikely, it might be her Visa's maxed
  • The coke is up, so now kush and dro's what's up
  • And the Ricans got the game in the cobra clutch
  • The D's in the Capris too close to duck
  • But what the *****, they can suck on some coconuts
  • The stress is real, it drains all the sex appeal
  • Nuttin left but jail death or a record deal
  • Vibes is weak, hoes wanna slide and creep
  • Even fiends got a thing for that hide and seek
  • Stick-up kids, kidnap, switch up cribs
  • It's still crazy how them *****suckers hit up Big
  • 'Pac is gone, the state of hip-hop is wrong
  • You want more then long on to A-Z dot com
  • (Chorus) w/ ad libs

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