Lyrics:
(Glock baby)
Bad ass kids, we was racin' with the streetlight (What?)
Brand new 'fit, got a Glock with the G Nikes (skrrt)
Fresh white tee with
money I got (I run New York!)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah,
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
ear
Yea, we're at the airport out decline from the block
Where everybody air-forced-out
With a new white Tee, you fresh
Nothin' phony with us, make
being dumb tonight
Ain't seen sun tonight (Sun is out, breh)
Sleeping by myself tonight (Wet pillow, bro)
Wanna go run tonight (Wanna run, bruh)
Kids
This neighborhood is full of mutts
Barking kids and arguments
People yell from block to block
And quiet down by ten o'clock
They blow their
We can be all we try
Our lies determine our lives
We can do all we please
We won’t fall to our knees
Banging that block, yeah we banging that block
a D-Block near you
Welcome to D-Block, the mighty mighty D-Block
The place in New York City where Diddy won't even walk
Its D-Block, the part of Yonkers
your bid and kill no kids
Roughneck reppin' the set, bang 'em twice in the neck
C.O. flip and jerk the whole yard rec
Block vets, pop barettas,
over with the streets shit
Least see my kids on the weekend
Carter, new Kennedy
No ordinary Joe, you'll remember me
No prohibition for my coalition
wanna take a trip to my hood
Where them young niggaz fuck up, broke and up to no good
Wanted by the law, but still we got kids to feed
So, it's back
for kids
My bitch gat a fat ass, N4k, this shit ain't for kids
My New chain chilling, N4k, this shit ain't for kids
I Gat my own drugs, N4k, this shit
the blocks can catch ya (he ha, uh, yo)
(Uh) J to the mwah
I'm one of the best in world ma, that's what they say on the blogs
(New York City must be)
Been down bad from the block
Run fast but we ain't catching up
So we gotta keep going
Been picked on by the cops
Suspect, put us all in the box
But
Believe in myself we the millennials
Bro, this is a new
This is a new mentality we not gonna
Control our kids with brands
We’re not gonna teach
Low
shit
These niggas really will kill you, your wife and kids
I walked through many blocks niggas couldn't stand on
Had shit locked before I had a glock
black cops in cars profilin
Hardcore kids in the West got stress
In the East we are chased by the same black beast
The black cop is the only real
[Intro]
Whoooooooo kidddddddd
hhhhoodrich bitch!
[Chorus]
Down for the for the down down for the block
Down for the for the down down for the block
pass 'em the Oscar
From the new school rappers, yeah I'm the illest on the roster
Smoke like a rasta
Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob
To drive myself
So please tell me who you are
Leaving my block to hit the sunset blow
I'm a rockin' jet burning its way
From old New York to shiny Frisco
To drive myself
So please tell me who you are
Leaving my block to hit the sunset blow
I'm a rockin' jet burning its way
From old New York to shiny Frisco
Stay tuned new kids on the block
Make room, Hip Hop 'bout to turn a new leaf
And I stopped tryna hope things change
It made way more sense if I
on the block
Issa Fight for New York
Whole city looking haunted
The peep you think you cool with
Just really own shit
Stab you in the back
But before they look
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
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