Now the streets [bad word] 
Is the streets Im from 
And the streets [bad word] 
Is the streets you from 
And this is for the borough 

Verse 1: 
I roam in the jungle [bad word] with thugs and hoods that rob for goods 
Weed smokers and murderers and relations 
My daily operation caucasions hit me wit persuasions 
Be all you can be, [bad word] that 
Be on the block, sell rocks, stay strapped 
Ready to [bad word] back and blast for my respect 
Never neglect and watch out for my tech 
I got trouble, mad trouble 
I drink too much, thats when I dont give a [bad word] who I buck 
I get sideways and take it to the highways 
Killin liars twistin [bad word] like pliars 
Day to day [bad word] jugglein 
Wonderin where the next [bad word] from 
Never happen, nay mean 
Im playin for keeps that means Im keepin my cream 

We play for keeps 
Me and my peeps [bad word] these streets 
We play for keeps 
Dont sleep when we creep 
Lose your head piece chief 
Bring beef lose teeth 
We play for keeps x2 

Verse 2: 
Brand new apparrel on my [bad word] on the regular 
Skypager new ride equipped wit a cellular 
Big [bad word] piece of the pie till I die 
Play for keeps no lie, wonderin why 
Niggas aint got no opportunity 
Niggas aint got no [bad word] unity 
Every man for himself and kill a man wit the ball 
Drink a little hennesy and go a-wall  [bad word] the [bad word]  glock shots spit where I rest at 
Got me asking [bad word] where you buy that vest at 
Leave my front door like Im ready for war 
Im ready to die sometimes, I cant take it no more 
My mantality is twisted 
Im forever blunted forever wishin to get lifted and splifted 
I love these streets 
Thats why a [bad word] like nine play for keeps 

We play for keeps 
Me and my peeps [bad word] these streets 
We play for keeps 
Dont sleep when we creep 
Lose your head piece chief 
Bring beef lose teeth 
We play for keeps x2 

Verse 3: 
Dark mass forever until the day Im gone 
Im gonna put in on my people 
Save it for the sequel, the root of all evil 
Is fillin up my pocket makin me lethal 
Only the good die young so Im bad as [bad word] 
Pass the buck and be [bad word] out of luck 
Niggas know the routine, we got it down pat 
You aint getting jack if your pocket aint fat 
So phat out the realness, you could feel this 
Goin insane me cant deal wit diss 
Im under pressure 
The ghetto got my mind in a daze 
Duckin strays, knowin that crime pays 
Always and forever picture perfect 
Not the mona lisa, cuttin up niggas like pizza 
In slices devices of war make me hardcore 
Over rough beats I play for keeps 

We play for keeps 
Me and my peeps [bad word] these streets 
We play for keeps 
Dont sleep when we creep 
Lose your head piece chief 
Bring beef lose teeth 
We play for keeps x2