Ya *** You - Lyrics - Da Wild Boyz

[talking] Let's Go Get Em Records. Real head hunters ain't afraid to say nothing. Wild Boys on the track, Big Ant and Batman, 2000 Millennium [Chorus:] Ya *** You !! How you gon front on me, ( *** ***, *** ***) Ya *** You !! You know it ain't safe in the streets ( *** ***, *** ***) Ya *** You !! How you gon run from the heat (*** ***, *** ***) Ya *** You !! Ya *** You !! [Verse 1:] You gotta get it how you live on these streets, or ya *** 50 rounds spit out A chopper to kill a couple *** a scuffle, cause only the weak live neat Da Wild Boyz (wild boys) run the streets and we killin off the beef All ya heard was blocka (blocka), now I'm smokin a ??? Channel four made that *** out a muthafuckin star Bullet holes in his car, and every shot was meant to wet him And in my head, all I heard was Let's Go Get Em It's all beef , they don't want me back on the streets Cause I know who got the money, and where them *** sleep Where they creep, where the heat ? You gon remember me Sonny Redd, S.R. *** lockin down the streets [repeat chorus] [Verse 2:] You know it's hard comin up in a click and *** Cause when you get rich, other *** start to *** About *** aint fair no more, this *** don't care no more 'Man how you gon *** my girl?' *** you sound like a ho Ain't *** 'pose to come 'tween us, not no ***,ho Not the money, or the muthafuckin dope Either we thick like grits, or I'm seein a ghost *** you know how it go : don't brag, don't boast Cause ho's get you caught up, and ho's get you killed And I ain't gon let no *** ho destroy the *** that I done built And ho's turn to snitches, Snitches turn to *** Amongst real *** in the pin when they ship in [repeat chorus]