This is a song about "Dancing in the street"

A place where souls die right in the street

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

I live on the beach these gurls outside bikini's in the street

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

There's a kid on the path, and she's laughing n' dancing

I went in #for #the #kill and polluted the street, oil spill

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Walking down the street, it's two in the morning,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

I am the grand in grand theft auto street

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Because i'm weary of seeing all these rappers spitting on records with no skill