Whoo! Haha, yeah!
Uh, this is how I put it down on the M-I
Can I, talk to yall niggaz for a second
Feel me, ya know I mean?
I want yall niggaz to get yall Coronas, yeah
Get yall muhfuckin dutches, light yall muhfuckin haze up
Grab yall yak ya know Im sayin
Get some Courvoisier and all that, some cranberry
Matter fact take that shit straight cause I need niggaz to feel me on this
Ya know what I mean?
Listen, listen
Yo, I dont think you understand what I mean
When I aks you to Walk Witt Me, I got the hawk wit me
No talk wit me, in the yard wit my dickies (whoo!)
Young but I remind you of somebody in the sixties
I knew it was on when our God was shown
But I was caught up in the mix of some glittery shit
A.T. him and Mase makin mils wit it (damn!), I aint mad
But that shit wasnt me (nah), had to get up off that
Jewelry and Cristal, couldnt talk that
They my niggaz though, I aint mad, I aint hatin
To this day him and Busta got the best show (word up)
Ya know Im sayin yo fuck yo yo yo, yo feel me though
Back wit my niggaz, Double R
Before X blew it up, before Eve was a star
We are the streets, they couldnt wait for it
Interscope couldnt wait to get a plate for it
Grammy night, couldnt wait to get a date for it
Not, we sold over gold
Finally reached platinum status and near that is
Still in the hood, still tryin to learn the biz
Jadakiss dropped a solo they lovin his voice
Im lovin his shit but the hood thought it was moist
Styles P dropped Gangsta and a Gentleman
Hard, no need to speak but the promotion was weak
Sheek never had solo plans
Till I dropped a freestyle in the studio with some a my mans
Lobson tweaked that, Mario leaked that
Your shit hot you could bring the muhfuckin streets back
Nah, I dunno Im just tryin get a label
Sit behind the desk you know, watch a lil cable
Put my lil man out, throw a few grand out
Get into some pop music, put a rock band out
Got wit my nigga K, Kool and Whop
Green Lantern had my shit on the block (Hold me down)
Killed it in Flex now these labels tryin to jump on our cock
If we could get Sheek album well sign D-Block
P and Kiss was like fuck that we gettin you off
We up in there, the rest of these labels is soft
Mario had a meetin or two
Brought us to the U-N-I-V-E-R-S-A-L, what up Sue?
Yall aks for it now I hit you in the head
I will sleep in my bed you dont woke the dead
Feel me you keep truttin Im a hit you wit the lead
And leave your whole shit flatter than the first broke head
Thanks to yall niggaz it couldnt be
Without Envy, Whoo Kid, Kool Kid and Ron G
My nigga Enuff, S&S, Capone
Chubby Chub, Sight for Sound and its on
Wordup this street shit right here mayn
Ya know I mean?
I love yall niggaz dawg
Yall made a lot of shit possible
I gave yall the heat, yall distributed the shit
Yall bumped that shit, yall had faith in this shit
Thats why I love yall shit
Whatever yall need I got yall niggaz dawg
D-Block. Thats street promotion right there man
Na mean? Real respect real, hood respect hood
Gangsta respect gangsta, gangsta got no love for pussy
Yeah, Vinnie Idol, ha ha, Vinnie
This shit is knockin daddy, yo da next one
Its on. Yeah, D-Block!
I love yall niggaz. One
Whoo!
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