Texty:
Streets All Goes Out The Window

all goes out the window when I try to do it myself If you never tell a lie to her You don't have to remember anything But it all goes out the window

in her face That you aren't telling tales to her. If you never tell a lie to her, You don't have to remember anything, It all goes out the window when

house That's why fake-ass niggas get fake-ass digits And fake-ass players get a real player hatin 'em 'Honey Love' goes platinum and y'all ass come round But y'all

so let's make it happen [ chorus: ] All I ever wanted to do in my life was be a hustler Some don't get it, but feel me when I spit it It's all about

head The polar moon looked out instead Goin' wild Liquor shifting through the brain The manic depressive goes insane Goin' wild Goin' wild Desperate anger hits the streets

with Too Short, y'all niggaz know what's happening Everything he touch goes platinum, yeah I made a half a million in a week And every nigga on the street

Before we help the foreign Wounded decay shout out dismay can you hear their voices Yelling out mayday We're sending money overseas Look out your window

the heaters spittin' out twelve rounds It's life in the hood no escapin' the gun play Buy one day I'm out gotta figure out some way Rats in the park all

All you niggaz that said that I turned pop, or The Firm floppedY'all are the reason that Dre ain't been gettin no sleep so FUCK Y'ALL, all of y'all; if y'all