It's Alright (Streets Is Watching) [Soundtrack Version] {Bonus Track}

It's Alright (Streets Is Watching) [Soundtrack Version] {Bonus Track} Lyrics

Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard? It's alright, holla back
You get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? It's alright, holla back

I need a ho in my life to blow on my dice
So we can make our points twice
And skate out a town, I need that glow in my eyes, E-Class
Ladies screamin' Jigga you know we ease that
Flowin' out like Jees-ass, Jay-Z and me, holdin' the mic
So when you like you find MC's so impolite
And me I'm so into nice, got cats on the corner nights

Don't me and Jigga be flowin' alike?
Nah, not in your life ain't nobody copin' like
Mr. Jay-Z, shit you're crazy, I'm hot like the six maybe
Deep dish with the great seats, I flow greater than you're navigator
I drop in you're town block you're data
Pimps all comin' through with a hot pair of gators
And a crew with rocks the size of craters
Can't touch like hot potatoes, ya heard?

Now we can, bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard? It's alright, holla back
We get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? It's alright, holla back

In the middle of a war rockin' a vest
Who's the illest shorty alive, I confess
I take life to the chest and I swear to the heaven sky's
I bless the mics until the day I rest, till they can feel what I feel
I'ma try my best, and if you real like I real you can provide the rest
Everything left out, you can blame it on the brain not the heart

I'm playin' my part, stretched out, just about the best out
Any nigga realer than me, is in a messhall with their chest out
Any rapper with less clout, sell more records than me
We extort them as soon as they record 'em, bleek
My made this clear, back when a shorty used to braid my hair
On the project stairs, once I drop to a ceaser ma I don't need ya
From the block to the hot two-seaters

Now we could, bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard? It's alright, holla back
We get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? It's alright

Check, on the Jew-el's I blew more money than Latrell, who else?
They don't know you, think they know you too well, you gel
Like Flubber I hover above the city in a private jet, the livest set
Press you're brakes, Feds wanna investigate
Mr. I don't cop nothin' less than eight
And anything involved with my name, regardless of the fame
It's hard, I can't even walk through Harlem again, charge it to the game

I'm platinum like American Express
My boy died, and all I did was inherit his stress
To make every jam tougher, you ain't my man fuck ya
I suggest let you live right? Negative, I swear
It's do or die, I hope your soul provides you with an afterlife
Close you're casket tight, take you're last two deep breaths
And pass the mic to Jay-Z nigga, that's right

Now we could, bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard? It's alright, holla back
We get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? It's alright, holla back

Now we could, bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard? It's alright
We get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard me? It's alright then holla back