Текст песни Lil` Flip f Crime, Dante, Godfather - My Block
Lil` Flip f Crime, Dante, Godfather - My Block слова песни
(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 ha, Look[Chorus]From my block to yo` block, we stackin` chipsFrom yo` block to my block, we packin` clipsAnd if you don`t work, then you don`t eatI`m tell you like this, it get rough on these streets[repeat Chorus][Lil` Flip]Late night, if you don`t work you don`t eatThat shit is fo` realYou hustlin` for tennis shoes, put that shit on yo` billsDope fiends everywhere, like H2OWe don`t believe in police, cause they too slowI had to do what I did so I could get what I gotYou wanna feel like I feel then go sit on my blockYou might see teenagers, flippin` and workin`You might see canines, sniffin` and searchin`You might see plastic bags with drugs and stuffYou might see a whole block full of thugs and stuffBe quiet cell phones got bugs and stuffReal niggas in the kitchen cuttin` stuffWrap it up, zip it up after it bubble upI got dreams of seeing all my money double upI gotta get it, cause I got a family to feedIf you feel what I`m sayin` put yo` hand on yo` heat[Chorus][Crime]Do any niggas wanna step to this?I back `em down with tha nickel-plated fifth, watch the hipLook at your men, they all jumpin` shipAnd I ain`t even bring an extra clipJust imagine if I brought my nigga FlipWe comin` for yo` grip, that rubber band shitAnd tha KG9, it spit sick, and you`ll noticeYour final notice, ready to dieLike my nigga Biggie from best high, keep yo` hands highMy whole clicks alibi, fuck the piece I want the whole damn pieEight sounds tha best highI get it with my lips or with the rubber gripSmoke kicks than Matrix, you cats ain`t seen shitYou really know who you fuckin`,you betta tell `em FlipMy glock cocked, yo` block dropsI bust shots, ya`ll call cops, fuck 911 nigga we blaze spots[Dante]Hey Flip, from my block to yo block, I`m thugged outI`m realizin` its some soljas Down SouthScream it loud, if you the meanest niggaAffiliated with guns, gang bangers that pull triggasMe and my niggas, feelin` trapped like we in a mazeMisbehave, refuse, to be a slaveAnd you can`t break me, if the Lord want me, let him take meRespect mine, I`m livin`life by the tech 9I`m livin` now while I`m still heaFuck it when I`m goneLong as tha homies pour the beer I know its still onWe high, gettin` drunk, doin` what we wantJail can`t change us it only makes us dangerous[Chorus][Godfather]We roll V12 motors, Pittsburgh to tha CloversDown South they lean, the East be never soberElected by the voters, ride just like a lotusI`ll buy the house, never get an eviction noticeYou niggas bogus, gotta keep my mind focusedLost in the jungle, this animal`s feriousMy hyponosis, count my nets and my brousesSell a bunch of records, like Hootie and tha BlowfishAfter I recite this, you niggas shouldn`t quote thisGodfather, fragilistic xpalidosiusStreet bums, rap for pennies and nickelsLike nigga la vocal, give `em the Russian sickle[Lil` Flip]Look, I stay on my blockI get paid on my blockIt aint no such thing as being afraid on my blockI`m true to my block, I shoot wit my glockIf I don`t know you, I don`t wanna see you on my blockI stack on my block, I park my `Lac on my blockEven though I`ma star, I go back to my blockI hang on my block, they know my name on my blockAnd every since I blew up, it aint tha same on my blockI live on my block, I eat ribs on my blockYou might see me wit William Gibbs on my blockI`m real wit my block, I chill on my block7 years and 5 days nigga, and I`m still on my blockWhat nigga, feel that, Lil` Flip, Cloverland, Godfather, PittsburghCrime, New York, nigga Dante, California, feel that, from my block to yo block, nigga, we do tha same..thang