Oh you gonna be trippin' bout this busta ass nigga     [Verse 1]  When he was on the streets he used to jack niggas  Ran around the project toting the mac nigga  He had niggas tip had em breaking him off  He had niggas clearing the block when it got dark  Now everybody thought that this nigga was real   But anybody holding a gun can kill   If niggas was on the block they ran when he came  He used to walk on the set and rob the dice game  This nigga was a dog out here in that world  Now he got to the pen and turned the girl  He walking like a bitch this nigga here twistin'  The bitch even sittin' down now when he pissin'   He hugged up with a man on the wall tongue kissin'  He family fucked up they don't even go visit  Now that's the difference between jail and the streets  With a gun you a killa  Without it you're a thrilla    [Chorus]  When you was on the streets you was a solja  And then you got fucked when you went to Angola   You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin' off  And then you showed fear when you got round them big dogs     When you was on the streets you was a solja  And got turned out when you went to Angola   You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin' off  And showed your true colors when you got round them big dogs    [Verse 2]  This nigga used to catch ballas slippin' and jack em  This nigga used to catch bad bitches and mack em  He used to serve niggas work out of town and tax em  He used to take his walk up on niggas and wack em  This nigga here name used to carry weight   Nigga passed with they head down couldn't look in his face   This nigga used to act a fool with a 4 4  Now he in the pen getting' shot in his go go  I had a feeling without that strap he was a hoe   Now it came out he done got that lifetime joe  Damn that's somethin' niggas is a trip  They don't open they lip if they ain't got a full clip  Shit never changed doing the same thang  On the streets ya bout it  In that place you're a jing-a-ling  With a gat you a man nowadays your with out it   You needed to be bout it  Cause you soft than soap powder    [Chorus]    [Verse 3]  When you walking up the street with that heat ya creepin'  When you walking down the walk that pink ya sweppin'  When ya standin' over a nigga with that k you a dog  When you getting' that dick from the back you're a broad   you was a man puttin' niggas under white sheets  now that g-string up your ass you the beauty of the week   nigga told ya that out that here doing that crime  take it like a man you get popped then you get that time   you sayin' that you cool and you can handle it   before you got upstate you barely ate in the parish   you ain't got a gun now ain't even got a knife   You had two charges whodi fuck a fight  You can't take a ass whooping ya weaker than weak   Now ya getting your ass rubbed down with grease  You're a clown nobody feels sorry on the block  Ya got get it how ya live in that cell block    [Chorus]    When you was on the streets you was a solja  And then..