This is a song about "Made for the street"

Imagine walking down the street without a nigga beggin' for a dollar,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Made humans hope for the day they'll be carried on a hearse

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

Put through the street, home was no place for me.

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

I said i got my ass beat

G.o.n.z. running down the street

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

It's made for the people who wants to ditch school, but

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

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

Leave you severed across the street

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet