[Intro: Prodigy]
Yea, yea, my nigga Al Green
Chop it up, baby
Trees in a blender, man, let's give it to 'em
Straight up
Littles, Littles
Tell 'em how we do it
[Verse 1: Littles & Prodigy]
Yo, Littles, you know the name (Woo), mane, check the credits
Top cat, block cat, holla at the kid (Holla at me, man)
I'm what a rapper supposed to be
Thug slash artist, Picasso of the street, see
I live the life, live the hood, live the fame
Flooded (Uh-huh) baguettes, Cartiers and princess cuts (Believe that)
Movable faces, next tel sittin' on dubs
Fascinated how a thug talk, walk and such, follow my lead
Fourteen, vest on, couped out
Guns pop, I live through shootouts
[?] [?] [?], souls rest though Henny I've pourn
I breed storytellin', who you think inspired Nas?
When life was all about sittin' on a mailbox
Weaving picks, and serving fiends
If we could trade our lives, you'll never live in our shoes
Direct sales, bullet wounds, cuts and scars
The only gangsta ya'll know, is a life of ours
A life of dreams player, I'm the life of Queens
Remember he used to kick and preach righteous things
Now I'm back to claim the block, what's rightfully me
[Chorus: Prodigy & Littles]
Ayo the Tims still hit the floor
But most of all
We brought the hood through these Suburb doors
We was once corner block movers (Uh-huh)
And Glock users, now ya'll all wanna flock to us (That's right)
And drop to us
The Tims still hit the floor ([?] [?])
Most of all
We brought the hood through these Suburb doors
We was once corner block movers
And Glock users, now ya'll all wanna flock to us (Come on)
Drop to us
[Verse 2: Littles & Prodigy]
Yo, I hit streets 'cause I choose to spit it
Littles, walk through any hood he choose to visit
Wanna roll through my block with those windows tinted (Uh)
And I shoot them shits out (Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop) to see who's in it, dog
I don't think y'all understand what we flow, woah
I don't think y'all understand what we hold
When two Glocks pop out, two Glocks go (Pow)
Two cops pop up, two cops [?]
Now everybody wanna thug, just like me
Like they hood, ghetto or block, just like me (Naw)
Go ahead speak mane, I'm gon' squeeze
Dudes act like I rap and just flow streets
The chrome come through when I spray the car, dog
Ask around I spit those Glocks
Pick, [?] lock, live those blocks (Littles)
Still on the same strip, with the same hammer (Littles)
That'll cock, pop, and, melt bandannas
And I saty with a dime chick on my side
It ain't the diamonds and the watch, it's the way I vibe
Way I talk, walk, it's the way I ride
[Chorus: Prodigy & Littles]
Ayo the Tims still hit the floor (That's right)
But most of all
We brought the hood through these Suburb doors
We was once corner block movers
And Glock users, now ya'll all wanna flock to us (c'mon, c'mon)
And drop to us
The Tims still hit the floor
Most of all
We brought the hood through these Suburb doors
We was once corner block movers (We did that)
And Glock users (Yea), now ya'll all wanna flock to us
Drop to us (Live that)
[Outro: Prodigy]
We live this shit
We lived that shit, we did that shit
Ya'll niggas is bitch
Bitch ass niggas, snitching ass niggas
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