Lyrics:
you niggas say you want a better price
Price, you got it but it ain't gon' hook right
Drop seven on lock tight, fuck wit' it the whole night
Try
boils down to
there being no excuse for laziness.
there's no use for craziness.
you should be practicin right now.
it's strange how one kid will
stress ya, but I know my glow got you under pressure
You already know that the flow is extra (New York City must be)
Stand right here so the blocks can
diminished, kid, you fuckin' finished, kid (yeah, yeah, woo, woo)
All this cash, it's gon' make a nigga surf, Hawaii (surf)
I got a bad bitch at the crib,
took a fall
That's how it goes down
Dope fiend still get high
While dope dealers barely get by
You better get your life right
You want to live in
to realize what I told you when
I was 16? I was dead ass
Yo, what Vegas got me favored to win by?
It don't matter
I'm gonna cover the spread fast
You had a 16
live with his momma, down in brough
He's just tryin to survive
I guess it's all right cause at least he's alive
cause nowadays a lil kid might shoot you
make monster beats
I do a show and left your
Block looking like Contra streets
Oh, turn the volume up
You still talking that Mass & volume stuff
It
like damn. or be like what? LIFE
Surprise don't get caught by it, spirits you'll get haunt by em
Ever seen a dead body? ever seen a drive by?
Sometimes I
on the gang, my nigga
You goofies tryna scrap? Well
That can be arranged, My nigga
(Well, that can be arranged, my nigga)
Got a drake on my side, I'll let it
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
surpassing And this one is Overdue
Lyrically owning you like, copywrite like y'all
Copy, right? It's all cocky hype and false
Advertising
Til it backfires
From all the blocks that I'm from
One-twelve street, 7th Avenue, New York, Uptown,u know what I'm sayin'?
183rd and Walt, my block, that's right
122nd
hand went up
Baby now you got a roomful of honest opinions
You can take it or leave it"
He leaves it either betrayed or bemused
It's always difficult
A different type of sound
While you was stuck inside the box
I had already been around
Inner peace and happiness I'm
Always tryna' find it
And I kinda got
outside
Cause it's hot I got the stuff to call your bluff and pull your card
And nowadays it's all these dick kids, that want to be hard
You
you niggas say you want a better price
Price, you got it but it ain't gon' hook right
Drop seven on lock tight, fuck wit' it the whole night
Try
leg
Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig
I come where you live, ya dig?
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money,
And walkin' right up in the middle of a little kids fuckin' pillow fight with it
You want smoke? I'm like hookah
Man, I remember back when I use to get jumped
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
(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in every hood)
[Lil' Flip]
From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha
straight trick or treating
What ya eatin
I ain't got no words for you
Fuck speakin, ain't part of my crew
Face look too brand new, who?
Niggas ain't
straight trick or treating
What ya eatin
I ain't got no words for you
Fuck speakin, ain't part of my crew
Face look too brand new, who?
Niggas ain't
Cartel. We got all the guns that you need to feel secure, provided by the Weapons industry. Kid Rock heaven. All you have to do is stay in your place and do
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