(feat. Asu, K-Mont, LaReece)



[x3]

What a wonderful world, world, world, world



Is this really a wonderful world, world, world?



[Chorus]

Out in the streets, streets

When the thugs play out in the streets, street

We blast that pistol

You's a damn fool if you don't duck, duck, duck

We do what we gotta do to survive, gotta stay alive

Even if the nine millimeter has to whistle

We can whistle while we work



[Krayzie]

Now I remember mama told me not to be up on the block trying to push rocks

She said, "Cause that's the reason that your brother right now in trouble with the cops"

I said, "No way not me, ma"

But when she turned her back I stuffed the llello in my sock

Hopped on my BMX, and I'm out

Yeah, I got what the fiends need

If you need some weed, I got it

Got the powder and can rock it for ya (rock it for ya)

My first employer was my bigger brother

Til his ass got knocked and locked the fuck up

Stuck up in that system and I miss him

But can't stop eating meals 'cause he in there

And he should be happy I'm out so I can send him commisary

As I reach my territory, I jump off my lowrider

Yeah, thats my bike but you don't tell nobody

Soon as I hit the corner the fiends was on a nigga

Had to them bustas quit hatin' just cause my boulder's bigger

First I bust a ten, then I bust a twenty sale

Another fifty sale, shit today the fiends are spending well

Couple hours past and I got two rocks left

And I need to get these off

Walk up a few blocks where

Them niggas think they ballin', but they smokin' man

I tell 'em, I got them double up's

And sell my dope to them

If you don't tell nobody, I won't tell nobody

Paid them niggas two for twenty

I went home and I got pissy (pissy)

Drunk as a skunk, roll me a blunt

This is shit we do everyday

We can't front, can't front



[Chorus]



[Krayzie Bone]

Well, well, well



[K-Mont]

It was just, one of them days on the ave of Lincoln

I'm just sittin' on the mail box watchin' and thinkin'

I just bought all my rocks and the fiends is rushin'

A little boy ran in the streets and his moms is fussin'

The neighborhood watch, they called the police twice

And my niggas always fight over a game of dice

Everyday it's like a story, it's so much drama

My girl just found out that I'm hittin' her mama

And my niggas who went to college, they never keep in touch

And my next door neighbor, he just stole the bread truck

He also stole a taxi, would brag and wouldn't care

He started pickin' up niggaz and started chargin' 'em fare



[LaReece]

I guess the year was about 1981

I'd say I was about eight

Standing on the corner, bullets rang out

A little hoodster exposing too much

Niggas on my block play real robbers and cops

Big sis shootin' at niggas through the mail box

'Cause motherfuckers knew it wasn't no males in the house

Momma's at work, daddy who knows?

I got tired of wearing my sister's clothes

Young and shit, already on a role

Playin' look-out for the corner dope house

Start earnin' some clout

Got bigger, developed a figure

Got me a nigga, and then my thang start learnin' the game

Seperating the real niggas from the lames

The street light's 'bout to come on

I gotta go home, ain't shit changed



[Chorus]



[Krayzie]

Well, well, well, well



[Asu]

Yo, I got needs and stuff, I had to be poppin' marry

I hit her with the "Is you is, or is you ain't my baby?"

I know a Tom, know a Jerry, call 'em 'Su and Eve

I be goin' down in history, not a cliff, like Heath

Where beef comes from size, and give me 'em all baby

And what, what, no motherfuckin' gravy? (no gravy?)

Y'all have made me, Taz-mania mad

An I heard Damizza got him a little Arabian lad named Hodgi

Doin' his thing like Sagi

I'm tired of seein niggas do it

Time to watch me

Y'all remember the channel, the time and place

Just get on the couch, a floor, and find a space

Moms and pops worked all week to get the phatter place



So your little ass had a TV on Saturday

I know I took ya back, you ain't gotta thank 'Su

Just remember, you rascals is little and I will spank you



[Chorus]



[Krayzie Bone]

well, well, well, well



[Whistling]



[x3]

What a wonderfull world, world, world, world



Is this really a wonderfull world, world, world