This is a song about "Mango street"

You forget this shit comes from the street

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Every street know me, isn't a street don't know me

Now we all in the street

Last of a dying breed

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

Yea we hard on the street

I keep my money neat

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

When they see me out in the street

If he does my soul to keep

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

From the back seat, back seat

Including fox hill and 27th street

The revolution will proceed