This is a song about "Nigga s in da street"

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

Dat same niggas that grew up , da same nigga you been wit

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

I'm the nigga on the back street

Seein' dreams in they sleep

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Yeah i know we never got to meet

And now hip-hop sounds in every street

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes