From front to back street, listen, we on a mission
To get right, workin` street corner in the midnight
Picture the scene, these fiends with fire
Ten dollar dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe that

I`m with whatever like Wheatstraw
Stuck servin` my cocaine raw
Drop sixty-two off the brick, jump back
Twenty over now that`s mo` money to get

Slick, we fin` to lick on the corner without gettin` caught
But time, keep a sleepin` and money gettin` short
Plus that crooked cop Brock think we blow slangin`
That why he ride through the hole with the do` swangin`

But I make moves, shake them tricks up out they shoestrings
Be more precise when we do things
`Cause life like shakin` the dice, but I buck back twice
Like five-deuce, fo` Trey, okay

I`m strickly dressin` dirty dirty, gonna represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the street top
Get to the money and the sweet spot
And forever hollerin`, "Hootie hoo" when we see cops

I`m strickly dressin` dirty dirty, gonna represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the street top
Get to the money and the sweet spot
And forever hollerin` "Hootie hoo" when we see cops

S**t, cops and robbers ni**az be bound to get them dollars and cents
They get in a slump like baseball players
When they short on their rent
Anything goin` you ain`t knowin` how much money you spent

But in the real world you surrounded by these ladies and gents
Who hang around you `cause you be buyin` all the weed
And all the chicken, feedin` everybody, smokin` `em out
When you was broke though they was missin`

Now you ridin` `bout fo` deep, startin` to tear up yo` suspension
And your baby, mamma on child support
My fault, forget to mention you don`t even have a checkin` account
Wasn`t thinkin` about no pension

I used to work at Steak `N` Ale, Old Gold off in the kitchen
Had determination and graduated
Now I got the whole rap world fascinated
I wanted a piece of the pie for me and my family so I made it

Continue to sell dope, it`s payin` the bills so you gon` do it
But legislation got this new policy
Three strikes and you`re ruined
Now where your crew at? Yeah

I`m strickly dressin` dirty dirty, gonna represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the street top
Get to the money and the sweet spot
And forever hollerin` "Hootie hoo" when we see cops

I`m strickly dressin` dirty dirty, gonna represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the street top
Get to the money and the sweet spot
And forever hollerin` "Hootie hoo" when we see cops

Ay, me and my buddy on the cut and they know we servin` `em slabs
We better watch what we doin` and look out for Joe Nab
And quit rein-up and standin` on this same old block
Before our gangsta ass partna get both of us shot

Ni**az talkin` `cause they makin` some flow
But still ain`t did nuttin` that ain`t been done before
You can`t be tryin` to showcase, just put it down for your spot
And improvise and work with that little you got

So I think when I finish sellin` my last sack
I`ma take some of this money, go and give some back
`Cause people won`t forget about the time you gave
Know what `m sayin`? And start thinkin` `bout a path to pave

I`m strickly dressin` dirty dirty, gonna represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the street top
Get to the money and the sweet spot
And forever hollerin` "Hootie hoo" when we see cops

I`m strickly dressin` dirty dirty, gonna represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the street top
Get to the money and the sweet spot
And forever hollerin` "Hootie hoo" when we see cops