Littles (Skit)

[Intro: Big Noyd]

Yo Littles man

Tell them niggas how we got down in the hood nigga

You know how we do it in QB man

Let these niggas know how we got up, word

[Verse 1: Littles]

Yo, my first whip in the ghetto, I was poppin' off

Fourteen, and had older broads droppin' drawers

I'm supposed to be in school but I'm chasin' ones

Surrounded by these snakes and these faceless slums

Can't trust nobody, no friends, no one

'Cause it'll be your own friends in the hands of guns

How you think a nigga feel when a nigga can't sleep

Knowin' your own friends plottin' on your neck and sleeves

P, you showed me love so it's vice-versa

You and Hav, y'all the reason why my life ain't over

Littles, best of the blocks, best of the ghetto

Y'all seen me when I pop up, hood and black metal

[Verse 2: Prodigy]

Yo we rep NYC, who was fuckin' with QB

Nothin', we invincible you're simple

Me and Killa used to converse on how we could

Capitalise off our street anthems, damn

I wish my nigga was here to enjoy the fruit

I spill my beer in memory of you, it's love nigga

I came to the hood, you showed me love nigga

Treated me like blood, your soldier thunn

So in return I'mma follow through with our plans

Shocked the industry and showed 'em how our companies ran

We went from, crack sales to Infamous records and films

These other niggas got garbage for real

And that's why we stand in a class of our own

We got it locked, helmed and very well sung