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ft. Crime, Dante, Godfather
(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` chips
From yo` block to my block, we packin` clips
And if you don`t work, then you don`t eat
I`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 eat
That shit is fo` real
You hustlin` for tennis shoes, put that shit on yo` bills
Dope fiends everywhere, like H2O
We don`t believe in police, cause they too slow
I had to do what I did so I could get what I got
You wanna feel like I feel then go sit on my block
You might see teenagers, flippin` and workin`
You might see canines, sniffin` and searchin`
You might see plastic bags with drugs and stuff
You might see a whole block full of thugs and stuff
Be quiet cell phones got bugs and stuff
Real niggas in the kitchen cuttin` stuff
Wrap it up, zip it up after it bubble up
I got dreams of seeing all my money double up
I gotta get it, cause I got a family to feed
If 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 hip
Look at your men, they all jumpin` ship
And I ain`t even bring an extra clip
Just imagine if I brought my nigga Flip
We comin` for yo` grip, that rubber band shit
And tha KG9, it spit sick, and you`ll notice
Your final notice, ready to die
Like my nigga Biggie from best high, keep yo` hands high
My whole clicks alibi, fuck the piece I want the whole damn pie
Eight sounds tha best high
I get it with my lips or with the rubber grip
Smoke kicks than Matrix, you cats ain`t seen shit
You really know who you fuckin`,you betta tell `em Flip
My glock cocked, yo` block drops
I bust shots, ya`ll call cops, fuck 911 nigga we blaze spots
[Dante]
Hey Flip, from my block to yo block, I`m thugged out
I`m realizin` its some soljas Down South
Scream it loud, if you the meanest nigga
Affiliated with guns, gang bangers that pull triggas
Me and my niggas, feelin` trapped like we in a maze
Misbehave, refuse, to be a slave
And you can`t break me, if the Lord want me, let him take me
Respect mine, I`m livin`life by the tech 9
I`m livin` now while I`m still hea
Fuck it when I`m gone
Long as tha homies pour the beer I know its still on
We high, gettin` drunk, doin` what we want
Jail can`t change us it only makes us dangerous
[Chorus]
[Godfather]
We roll V12 motors, Pittsburgh to tha Clovers
Down South they lean, the East be never sober
Elected by the voters, ride just like a lotus
I`ll buy the house, never get an eviction notice
You niggas bogus, gotta keep my mind focused
Lost in the jungle, this animal`s ferious
My hyponosis, count my nets and my brouses
Sell a bunch of records, like Hootie and tha Blowfish
After I recite this, you niggas shouldn`t quote this
Godfather, fragilistic xpalidosius
Street bums, rap for pennies and nickels
Like nigga la vocal, give `em the Russian sickle
[Lil` Flip]
Look, I stay on my block
I get paid on my block
It aint no such thing as being afraid on my block
I`m true to my block, I shoot wit my glock
If I don`t know you, I don`t wanna see you on my block
I stack on my block, I park my `Lac on my block
Even though I`ma star, I go back to my block
I hang on my block, they know my name on my block
And every since I blew up, it aint tha same on my block
I live on my block, I eat ribs on my block
You might see me wit William Gibbs on my block
I`m real wit my block, I chill on my block
7 years and 5 days nigga, and I`m still on my block
What nigga, feel that, Lil` Flip, Cloverland, Godfather, Pittsburgh
Crime, New York, nigga Dante, California, feel that, from my block to yo
block, nigga, we do tha same..thang
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