Street Riders The Game (Ft. Akon & Nas)

[Intro]
These children are living in a world where their friends, their brothers, their sisters, their cousins, their classmates are dying violently
They are trying to live with good thoughts, with hope, and with vibrancy in a world that offers them that
Our only, only choice is to stand in here with them and to say you're right, you can hope for a better life, you can do it differently
Miss Shakur did not go on a rampage about the people who shot her son

[Verse 1: The Game]
I'm feeling like a muthafuckin' boss bangin' 2Pac
High as a muthafuckin' Queensbridge rooftop
Blowing on this purple haze, feelin' invincible
Sellin' dope, never snitch, hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes, finga on tha trigga
Diamonds in my crucifix, feelin' like a priest
Open the doors of my garage, see that '92 Caprice
Soldier for the cause, don't leave home without the strap
Know the map like the back of my hand, therefore I trap
See them cars and them street bikes, shining under street lights
Blowing on this peace pipe, welcome to the street life

[Chorus: Akon]
Can't sleep through the night
Man, you better believe that I'm a street rider
Can't sleep through the night
I keep it tucked in my sleeves cause I'm a street rider (Uh-huh)
I'm a hustla, ghetto entrepreneur (Uh-huh)
And addicted to money, cars, and hoes (Uh-huh)
Got my toolie tucked and ready to draw (Uh-huh)
With a middle finger up, screamin', "fuck that law!" (Uh-huh)