Yn in these streets

Verse 1 
Shots rang out late last night a mother knelt down in the street next to her son screaming  to the top of her lungs why Lord did you take my son but the whole time she knew he was carrying that gun ripping and running the streets 24/7 pockets full of money with no job and niggas in her yard day and night so much the grass can't grow 
Chorus 
It's all fun and games rocking them pants low letting your ass crack show and face covered with a black mask but when them bullets catch ya and that last breath has left ya it's to late to change your fate
Verse 2
If your lucky enough to dodge them bullets and catch a case that maybe what you need to change your fate when you  get locked in that steal cage and hear the booty warrior whisper your name I like you and I want you I guess it's better then being dead 6 feet deep but your asshole will always be weak and you will forever be changed once you get back to the streets 
Chorus 
It's all fun and games rocking  your pants low letting your ass crack show and face covered with a black mask but when them bullets catch ya and that last breath has left ya it's to late to change your fate
Verse 3
Don't let the alcohol and chronic cloud your judgement of reality of what's really in them streets or get melted of them pills and lean and be the zombie riding in the back seat if your hearing this then you still have a chance change your life leave that click you rocking with stay alive and save your future ass crack from the booty warrior 

Hip hop 1992 Staten island rap group style