[Intro]
Yeah-yeah
Well Chaze
Best of the block Grim Team, ya heard?
Then you can't do with this one wall
Streets will listen, homie
[Verse 1: Littles]
Only killers console me, mess of you've ever owe me
They smile and stab you in the back and they're not you homies
I grew up with snakes, roaches and ratchet slums
Shots roll EMS dawg never come
Police patrol the hood, when we be on the grind
Get rich quick selling nickles, desizing dimes
I can put you on and got you, this mathematics to this game
(Come on, man) I bought the first egg from P
In my hood I had the biggest chain
I'm voy from Philla's sleepers to them fat knots
To see 74 one mane sell blocks
But this is for my niggas who expire before time
There's a war goin' on outside no man I rhymes
Hug, got me and home me, this street's forever owe me
I brought the bitch back from draught when y'll was selling phonies
I don't fuck with soap, nope, never have revolve, no
You're in the fear I left the streets and your ass still broke
Money by all means, fuck with my money your ass'll
Be hooked up eating through them eye fears
[Hook: Prodigy & Littles]
This is for my niggas dead upon block
And this is for my niggas now shining on top
Close your eyes, lil dunny, take away for this dope
Open up your eardrums as the speakers blow smoke
You know why I face, you know why I style
But you, young grimy niggas, gonna change the wrong wile
[Verse 2: Prodigy]
All I wanna do is get my money and get high, little bitch
Drive real fast on the highway with the six
Keep a nice gun on me then dead a nigga quick
Keep my jewels of the day with the ice, you dig?
That's the life we live, we some hustling ass kids
They called on early the how you supossed to get rich
The only thing we do is party and get a little bid
The folk Jesus out and we trying get a little bit
Of that fatty tell your friends party over here
They wanna see the hood, so we took 'em over there
Getting real open at the same time they scared
Get 'em nice off the Henny then the pussy gettin shared
All I wanna do is be rich and rhyme a little bit
Made hood film, sit back and laugh with my click
Do tours to show the whole world we're the shit
You see it's live in the flesh, yeah, you like how we kill
[Hook: Prodigy & Littles]
Close your eyes, lil dunny, take away for this dope
Open up your eardrums as the speakers blow smoke
You know why I face, you know why I style
But you, young grimy niggas, gon' change the wrong wile
This is for my niggas dead upon block
And this is for my niggas now shining on top
