DA street saint right

Its the ones that smoke blunts wit cha
See ya picture
Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get cha [Chorus:]
****** in da street aint right
Every other day
I keep strugglin to keep my life
And I never know when
I gotta go, so
I stay strapped
Cause ****** they dont know how to act [Mack Daddy:]
Its Monday night and
Im out Chillin with my girl, top down 500
SL pumpin some sounds
Now me Im in
Versace from my head to toe
Lookin for a place to go
So I can spend my dough
I found a spot, jumped out
My girl was hot, no doubt
And that was all
I heard these bustas talkin about
Now I aint payin no attention to this high school skit
And I aint even tryin to fight over this here dip
I kept walkin, but all they did was follow
Tryin to flex
Talkin about ym girls titties
And the jewels around my neck
Now I can feel a confrontation bout to jump on off
And I can see these little bustas
Tryin to play me for soft
I heard 'stick up, stick up, get down and dont look up ***** give me all your money and your jewels cause youre stuck'
I said 'What?'
Fightin back hit my mind
But its a waste of time cause
I aint got my nine
And these... [Chorus x2] [Daddy Mack:]
Now I done did all this work
So I can be the man
Fresh to def, twenty grand in a black sedan
Not knowin
I done had some homies watchin
Steady clockin, plottin to put da drop on me
Cause Im flossin, hit the streets left and right
Sittin swoll, lookin for me a party thats tight
I heard somebody yell '112' thats the spot
So I hit the parking lot
Not thinkin of gettin got
Cause its mack, players, pimps, and dips everywhere
But ****** dont know how to act and they dont care
I heard 'freeze' from these four ******
That I knew, that
I knew from back in grade school
I said 'Whats up?'
He said 'Whats up?'
Its on Give it all up and then he showed me his chrome
I said 'Homes, you aint even gots to trip Cause I aint even tryin to die over materialistics' [Chorus x2]