Street Knowledge - Instrumental

Made money, watch for the cops that go a hundred, crazy summer

Moved on up, Fivers are on it, that or a shooter

Who I'm around, Larry Hoovers want a new block

These is the projects, let me screw you top of the day

Thermometer hot, niggas a shoot bruh and be up

More gunshots than in Fallujah, call it Chiraq

Hundred-g lines, no time to lye back want a Maybach

Get a real junkie to test the product, hold down your spot

Warm up the pot, let it rock up, stay on your grind

Get that shit jumpin', start off with dimes and on the week days

Take 25 give 'em all 3 bags

Within a week you're gettin' money, the cliché

Come through bumpin' your head and he say

They all say that he paid

And now people wondering what he made

And if you're weak eh, can he be robbed, beast hey

Now he gotta go Mobb Deep on me

Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test

We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests

Food for thought, spittin' out verbs for sport

In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short

Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test

We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests

Food for thought, spittin' out verbs for sport

In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short

Don't let your mouth get you oxed up, boxed up in the cage

On some bruja shit, bitches burning bundles of sage

Your crack rock too pure, they gonna set you up

Chain too big on your neck, they calling you King Tut

Trust no one whose sweat bands is narc IDs

And run for the hills, if you hear anybody yell "Freeze"

Stash your cheese better, them shoe boxes don't work

That's some old school shit, like money in the mattress

Bitches is actresses, just screw 'em and leave

They fuck up your whole operation like Adam and Eve

Don't play the roof tops, change the color of your blue tops

And them bags with the smiley faces, get new stocks

You can't run in skinny jeans, serve fiends by any means

Sprinkle coke in the dust blunt to spice up your greens

This the school of street gems from your boy Tony Yano

You wanna check for it nigga, slide across the Verrazano

Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test

We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests

Food for thought, spittin' out verbs for sport

In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short

Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test

We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests

Food for thought, spittin' out verbs for sport

In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short