Nueve Siete

What's up? I'm with my thieves all right
Releasing weed on the street, we show you our style
Fashion bombay, that bitch asks for everything light
Money on my mind, drugged nigga all the time

You with me bitch, I dream well, buy my tape
My people don't believe in that fake shit you say
That's how you see it, that's how it is, isn't it?
I have style, I have bullets for those who speak ill of me

From the street dog, one more that is ninety-seven
In streets so dark that your people don't get involved
Life drug men, bad bad fellas
You lose everything if you fall in love with the clientele
Street bars to make them hurt
On the side of the one who listens but waits, building my school
My nigga, I'm all the ways
Rolling all over the sphere in search of something I can't find

Drugs, liquor, sons of the street
That's life in the neighborhood (neighborhood)
Blood and fear, we'll die in the street
That's life in the neighborhood

Drugs, liquor, sons of the street
That's life in the neighborhood (neighborhood)
Blood and fear, we'll die in the street
That's life in the neighborhood

With the toys stored away
Gangsta shit, expensive whore swing
My group is drunk, cooler than your ice cream
I eat your money in bites, my lawyer eats my money
If I'm just high trying not to show it
So the bitch doesn't get upset at the appointment
I break her neckline, she wants my skills
And I'm on the corner listening to Nestor en bloque

Bitch, if there's trouble I get involved
Shirt open, lots of weed in the ghetto
That before making songs I already had amulets
That before making songs I already had respect

Cheese, with a bitch on top of me
Thinking about my money as I look out into the street
G's, so much drugs that I already laugh
I live it, I don't choose it, sons of the wind and the street

Drugs, liquor, sons of the street
That's life in the neighborhood (neighborhood)
Blood and fear, we'll die in the street
That's life in the neighborhood

Drugs, liquor, sons of the street
That's life in the neighborhood (neighborhood)
Blood and fear, we'll die in the street
That's life in the neighborhood, son of a bitch