Artist: Streetlife f/ Carlton Fisk, La Banga Album: Everybody Is Frontin' (S) Song: Everybody Is Frontin' Typed by: Davida.b., Cno Evil [Intro: La Banga (Carlton Fisk)] Blaat, Liveson (Scoob Doo), Live gangstas [Choruse: La Banga & Carlton Fisk] Everbodies a killa, ain't nobody killin nothin Er'bodies guerilla, ain't banana clippin nothin That's why I get the feeling that everybody's frontin Cuz if everybody wasn't, why isn't everyone bustin [Carlton Fisk] It's a jungle, I got animal ways Wolf pack, bubble a haze House Gang, we out the cage Hear that *click click*, next nigga pop the gauge Bout a paper and a jump shot, he not afraid Cops are raid, cameras got the block displayed Gettin money, hittin strips, keep it hot for days Only message being sent when I part your waves Moses at the Red Sea, start to pray Life you save could be your own, but not today Niggas out here seem to have alot to say Fronting for nothin till them shots pop your way Round here the weather year round, hot all day Just another nigga I had to mash out the way Somethin for nothin, now niggas got to pay Silence the revolver nigga, not a glock today Fuck around, House Gang, and I'm out your way, what! [Chorus] [Streetlife] You not the nigga you think you are really You act like, butcha not ready for war really It's not an issue, you was never official You was never known in the hood for popping your pistol Now, all of a sudden, you'se a killa in the industry Stop fronting for real, nigga, I know your history You got shot in the crossfire, you wasn't the target Rest in peace to the dearly departed You the reason why your brother's a corpse, your man is up north Why your baby mom be sucking me off You not a killa you just fronting alot, you just holding a glock You not thinking bout busting a shot Probably run with the gun in your hand, true definition of fan You don't wanna see no parts of the can Yeah the type that get loud in the crowd, but when I single you out Ramp course'll be wheeling you out [Chorus] [La Banga] Ayo I'm tryin to be a better partner Ayo I'm tryin to be a better father, So I just work harder Patience can't go farther, I'm trying hard not to work with a revolver I'm tryin to work with these offers, trying to keep the Jake off us In the long run, hand to hands cost us Just cuz of the purchase of the custee Make us lack somethin, get rusty Just gather your bread, secret indicments is comin ahead And hope to get lucky, I know I'm a hot commottity And these niggas will help the jake hunt me I ain't prayin, nope they can't just punk me More the Predator type By assaulting me, you only gettin me hype And energy to show my animal rights If I ain't feelin alright, be on your p's, cuz I'm bringin the pipe SOS, so shoot on sight You got heat? Let's start lighting the light If you don't you that weak when you living this life This shit is actualy, what we kickin is tight It's mixed with truth, low & personal gripes I'm hurting you right, diggin into your personal life House Gang! [Chorus 2X]