The Streets Want Me Dead Video (MV)

Know the streets want me dead, it's alright though
I'm going out blazing, you hear me
I keep my mind on my riches, riches on my mind
Packin nines glizzies and switches case niggas out of line
Bustin' on bustas with precision, no payback
I bomb first
Gotta make them know we don't play that
I'm military minded
Plot it out and my soldiers gon ride
Then pray for forgiveness for vicious shhh we did to survive
Somebody save me
Ghetto had me trapped since a baby
Hate me on the other side but it never could faze me
Cause the way my mama raised me
Protect my property
I run this joant like a monopoly it ain't no stoppin'
Push propaganda people got plans for poppin me
But take a proper gander at me the man's on top of things
I understand it
Game they pitchin me underhanded
But into the stands i slam it the hottest on the planet
Thinkin' I'm paranoid
Know they want me dead I'm just preparing ' for it
Facing it straight up
Because I can't avoid it
I would rather go out a warrior than live like a coward
My conscience won't allow it
When you see me give me my flowers
May be the last time you see me
And if so, then believe me
I went out blazing
They won't take me that easy
I know you on me
I know, I know
But to take me out it's gonna take a whole army
And even if I die
I still live on forever, eternal
This morning I got a call it was somebody I know
They say them suckers from the other side can't take it no more
They're used to money since I came in they can't make it no more
Playin' friendly but they enemies and fakin' for sure
So make sure that I got the loc so I can knock on they door
Cause they gon' have to see me
Bout whatever problems and smoke
Keep it gangsta with a nigga
Don't be hot on the low
They keep me waiting for one minute then the lock gettin' broke
Then bow wow I'm in the living room of your house now
Feet hog tied duct tape on your mouth
Go ahead run the safe jewelry box and the pounds
Or I'm lettin off rounds til I burn this down
Cause niggas always talking having something to say
Until you in they face with it dumpin the k
Always wanna test my gangsta
Like i ain't on paper
Like I won't get they mark ass banged up
You know I'm down to ride
Your homie always by your side
I know the streets want you dead
Enemies coming for your head
But it's all right