Uh huh, yeah   This goes to all my hustlers, entertainers   Of course, athletes in the struggle [Incomprehensible]   Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo      Some get a little and some get none   Shit, I was part of the some get none   The ball, run for run, play the slums for crumbs   Wired, real tired, till my lungs are done      After all, I was nice in ball,   But I came to practice weed scented   Report card like the speed limit, 55-55 expellable   If your nice they make sure that you eligible      Pretty final, '92 played the city finals   Pretty swift, real MVP, and 55th, I can hoop, yo   All-American in my age group, yo   Raised bad settled for a Ju. Co.      Uh, but why they let a thug on campus   All I did was rob and mug on campus   Sliced, rolled dice, got shiest on campus   At the toast got bad, payed the price on campus      Forgot about ball, I was done dude   Now I'm in county in an orange jumpsuit, middle of Texas   Call moms, she don't want the phone act   She don't condone it, Cam don't come home, shit      'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot   'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot      'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot   'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot      Yo, yo, ayo, comin' back home, I thought it'd be cool   But everybody like, "Cam, yo I thought you're in school"   Nah, I'm about to go back, huh, they know that I'm lyin'   See me on Broadway, know when I'm buyin'      Niggas gettin' money, know what I'm eye'n   Shiesty again, no where without iron   Seems like my school life self destroyed   Fuck gettin' a job, B.I.G. self employed      Slugs pop, drug spot, runnin' the thing   Played ball on the weekend, 300 a game   Till one of the workers pulled a small case   Mouth runnin' like a dog race, tryin' to get us all laced      I was slangin, but wasn't a kingpin, a slow case n', verdict probation   Tried to fuck my P.O., she ignored that   Said, "Know what Cam your found with more crack"   See what happen', stopped the crackin', start rappin', quit the clappin'      'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot   'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot      'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot   'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot      Yo, yo, as a young nigga, always into crime   But no matter what, yo, always used to rhyme   So in that I became more curious   Fuck bein' up north delirious, more serious      Uh, so Killa did mixtapes   CEO's heard, now here come big cake   But one cat said Cam you better recoup   Before you back on your block, baby, dead on the stoop      But un-hooked me up with all this cheddar and loot   The best rap deal of all time next to Snoop   Money more to clutch, money more to touch   I don't just rhyme I own liquor stores and such, but yeah      Yo, the rap game remind me of the crack game   Niggas wanna get they gun, then start the clap game   For dat fame Throwa Untertainment   Sport, drugs, entertainment, till the arraignment, Killa      'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot   'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot      'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot   'Cause the streets is a short stop   Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot      That's how it go on my block, mad props, let off mad shots   All my peoples out there tryin' it   Dis a problem for they environment, killa   Sports, drugs, entertainment, till the arraignment   Uh huh, yeah