I got the juice I got the money my boy blue he acts a little funny, when those boys in blue, are coming threw, like we be eating chicken wings. on the swings, at sanoma park, think his a nark, so i leave the park, in the dark, slide on threw , to the dude. tell him why he tells me light the green light, so this niga dies. that's the life on the streets the d game got me so deep, I wish it was a dream, so I can wake up next to three and one, honey ,money and no thang, cause mc Jarhead got the juice, and I got the money ,were the fuck were you when you told me your slide threw, make sure I was cool, do worry you lame ass mark ,your word is as good as like the hood is with out me and that bomb as d. but if you need that b Chris is black is not wack it will put your face in ass, wake up, smoke some glass smake that ass slide on threw pick up the crew we got boosting to do.