Lyrics:
Intro
Worda wordee wordoo
And this is how we do
It's the official language
Of the Phat Family crew
Verse 1
Remember me and Jizzoe
Young kids back
me in
Grew up by my lonely
I aint never need a friend
If I aint feeling your energy
Then I just can't pretend
Ima go and feed my block before I cash
superhead, deep throat that super dick
Then come back with big bread, see you?s a trooper kid
T-Pain must be psychic he saying what I think
I'm by the bar now
on the block
Summertime, block parties, cookouts
I spent my knot
Truly, niggas was fightin' over who
Was closest to me
Happy with the new representative of QB
The kids in the street
They all know what to do
They're used to it
Like it ain't nothing new
One day they're gonna run your country too
eye
If he slippin' then that gun will be mine
Bonnie and clyde mini requirements know my company fine
You on the block like a job stealin' company time,
HOOK (SebastianSound):
New levels, new devils
Ya gotta pray more
Put the cross on ya back
They start to spray more
When ya follow God
Ya learn to lay
lyrical book
Weh mi seh da new style ya name again
Look
Gal yuh ---- yuh nuh care bout looks
Month end a u a buy di kids dem book
Yuh nuh dash weh belly,
Cinemax, shoot you like a movie role
Hundred on the highway, let's see how fast the coupe can go
New Edition fit the kid, they ship the shit from england
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yeah, you know I got to get this damn money, man
Nah, I can't take this this time
Everybody got the boy stressed, about to do
And know the block shook, when I walk by
Niggaz just like you they rather not look
I inspired why'all niggaz to flow
I'ma always get money so I admire
to the new Big Daddy Kane shit
Leaning on his car rocking his latest custom made fit
Spanish kid pulled up on a bike he ain't even say shit
He ain't even seen
I make her spin around just once, no mas
Can't spin around the block, afraid of getting shot
I do talk big, like to say I walk the walk
Truth is, I
like this kid, aiyyo
We shut it down like the news and blast like fresh tecs
Out the box, we outbox, get suplexed
Take notes nigga, best check
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
Could do you justice, but you can't touch this
Some kid just tried to bust this but he just missed
I'm universal and much more merciful
So
new tricks.
Putting all the lids back onto the glue sticks. We're
Packing up the bags like we never stop.
Picking up the last little Lego blocks. You
like you crazy, he got classic shit
[Verse 2]
Its the killa kid from the bronx
Holdin down to the death
You can hear the squad comin
By the sound
Caught by surprise. I follow my vision, I see with the eye
New kid on the block, I pull up
Wait a minute, who is this guy? Back in the mix. I step
his files
He know me by name
Aye Yeah
Hitting that walk
Hitting that walk
Hitting that walk
Walking with Jesus I walk with the talk
Talk of the king,
Do the damn thang! Ya dun-da-dunts! ..
[repeat "Do the damn thang" in background of intro]
[talking]
In the west, they do the damn thang..
In
look
I bring up money, they change up the topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket
She gave me her number, now I gotta block it
I'm mixin'
deswegen nicht geh'n
Habe stets überlegt: Was mach' ich
Um euch zu flashen?
Dass die Kids den Bezug zu
Der Kunst neu entdecken
Und auch von den Heads den
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