Yeah,
yeah, yeah
Gotta keep it hood,
gotta keep it straight
From the penitentiary to the cold streets
We do what we gotta do
to make ends meet
On me, and that's by all means
Gotta keep it hood, gotta keep it street
From the penitentiary to the 12th street
We do what we gotta do
to make ends meet
On me, and that's by all means
From a young age,
I learned how to bust that 12 gauge
Even made the front page
when I caught my case
Got sent away doing time
for the state
Thought to myself everyday
that I gotta make my pay
Even if it means flipping weight
Cause I'd rather be
on some coke shit
Than to be on some broke shit
Hoes actin' like they know shit,
but trust me, homie,
they don't know shit
Been through a gang of shit,
so I bang with the clip that I hang with
Pack clips, in case these
hoes wanna trip
Cause I can make that blood drip
on some hood shit
Split your fuckin' wig
if you wanna talk shit
Think I give a fuck?
I'm a fuckin' G,
born and raised in these
Sacramento streets
Find me posted up with the OGs,
blowin' trees in the city of the trees
Gotta keep it hood, gotta keep it street
From the penitentiary to the cold streets
We do what we gotta do to
make ends meet
On me, and that's by all means
Gotta keep it hood, gotta keep it street
From the penitentiary to the coast, please
We do what we gotta
do to make ends meet
On me, and that's by all means
Gotta keep it hood, gotta keep it street
Gotta keep it rider, gotta keep it G
Rollin' on the southern side,
yeah, the big 13
And I pump it up on the band,
smoke the OG
Motherfuckers in the gang,
yeah, they know me
I keep it high power,
but steady low -key
Tinted windows on,
all my whips strapped up
Man I'm pretty humble,
don't no need to really act tough
With the homies from Sac
-Town sacked up
Va porizers, bones in the room,
yeah that's us
And I just got off the line
with the G of mine
Do ing hella times, only keep pushing,
smashing rhymes
And you know that I'ma do that
And keep it solid
while your fruits keep running loose
Trest, I'm just a troop that
made it to a general
High power soldier hooking up with Seaboard,
Mr. Criminal
Got to keep it hood, got to keep it street
From the penitentiary to the cold streets
We do what we got to do
to make ends meet
On deck, and that's by all means
Got to keep it hood, got to keep it street
From the penitentiary to the cold streets
We do what we got to do to make ends meet
On deck, and that's by all means
Out in the street lights,
running from the cop lights
Get a bird in the sky,
so we jump in the ride
It's time to get out of sight,
trying to dodge three strikes
A of my homies locked up and doing life
Told them I'ma hold it
down for the hood
Just an old good trying to do some good
Hope I ain't misunderstood
Doing all the shit that I
never thought I could
Went from doing time
to writing all these rhymes
Out on the streets just chasing
dollar signs
Trying to make it in the big times
But trust me if this rap shit don't work
I'm back in the hood putting in work
Leaving brains dripping on the curb
Cause I'm done wasting time
so I put in work over time
And if I die tonight,
tell my moms not to cry
It's all just a part of life, yeah
Gotta keep it hood, gotta keep it straight
From the penitentiary to the coast, please
We do what we gotta do
to make ends meet
On me, and that's by all means
Gotta keep it hood, gotta keep it straight
From the penitentiary to the coast, please
We do what we gotta do
to make ends meet
On me, and that's by all means
Gotta keep it hood, gotta keep it straight
From the penitentiary to the cul -de -sac
We do what we gotta do
to make ends meet, on me
And that's by all means
Gotta keep it hood, gotta keep it straight
From the penitentiary to the cul -de -sac
We do what we gotta do
to make ends meet, on me
And that's by all means
By all means, by all means
In the streets
Mr. Criminal 
