Lyrics:
Notice that it's "unity" in "opportunity"
Make a lil' cash, now the block is screwin me
Brand new E-Class, cops pursuin me
Guess they wanna see me park
wind up on the news, now watch the hook drop
I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules
But I could make you move
Buy a quarter mil
a crazy whiff
Of the dragon
I once knew a guy by the name of Tock
He was one of them kids from like around the block
The kid was cool, had the right
Yeah
It's dedicated
Dedicated to my homie in the cell Lil' Jimmy
His light bill due and his kids need shoes
He write at 16 just to help him get
somethin', they want it the old way (yeah)
Comin' down the block, the windows is so hazy (yeah)
Never said, "I can't," my nigga, there's no way (no way)
Yo, ay yo let's get papers and pop Mo' with hoes up in skyscrapers
In condominiums, overlooking our drug capers
New York City, know only way
I know, niggaz is scared of the kid it's cool
If you don't know by now niggaz the name is Rule
I put it on yea fake fashion and pump motherfuckers
I got a question answer this why
They takin money jus to get fly
But when a natural disaster come by
None of these churches won’t let us inside
But
to'
못 이겨, 내 new label, hfff
When I be on the pen, I be the zen
너 고소 먹이기 전에 get off
뭣 모르고 덤볐다 *됐지
너 내 시간을 뺏어는 갔지만 평이 더 올랐지
No one can block me now
Give
You the new kid on the block, lil' bitch, stop actin' like you own it
I just bought me a new Glock, I feel like Pop, cause I'm a smoke it
Anytime you
envy city we play by Rules
Put you on the news, shoot a nigga Like Mike Lowrey
You ain't gangsta, you ain't hood, Never did a drill nigga
You know I'm
because I ain't
Have no kids was on the block posted with thugs because
We ain't got no quit was on the block posted with thugs
Because we ain't got no quit
to pimp girls
Push work or get high
Yea their jeans hanging low and
They keep their hat cocked
But they living by the word instead
Of living by the block
a blue ting (bluuwuu)
I don't know none of these new kids
Tell little man, "Don't mix up the road and the music" (don't do it)
Ask Sus if he's seen that
the knotty-headed nigga, rollin' right
Blunts by the boxes, I smuggle the chocolate thai to get me high when
I ran through more niggas, than any kid that was
trying to rest for 5
On a block, no tint on the Wraith left these kids mesmerized
They ask me how I did it, how I got it
Say I'm king you looking brolic
I
coming not a sound
Make it when no one around
No word from my town
Finally calm my life down
Still tryna talk like they earthbound
Mans popped down by
Bitch I'm the best, nobody on top of kid
Think you is then you must be out of it
Put you on the Side B, tryna fight me
Got a stick with two beams
Who's hit, everybody but the kids
Everybody but the kid hit the floor
Up the score on another nigga block
Boy I wish a nigga would come see about blind
Who's hit, everybody but the kids
Everybody but the kid hit the floor
Up the score on another nigga block
Boy I wish a nigga would come see about blind
world, winter war weather
This is wu-block music for the black hooded champions
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting
Franklin, ain't the end, I was here when it begin
See if ya ridin' davin rims, celebrate by lettin' em' spin
I bought some new ones in, to replace the older
yours)
Yo I'mma go for mine (so son, go for yours)
[El Sha]
My crew be in the mix, like name brand kicks
The kids that only deal wit that type of nonsense
the motor
Go from New York to South Dakota
When I was a kid I drank beer, not Soda!
Never hit the girls if they
Panties had the odor
You put my songs for sale
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