This Is for
Prodigy, Littles
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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 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 knocks To see 74 one mane sell blocks But this is for my niggas Who expire be four time There's a war goin' on outside No man I rhymes hug, got me and home me This streets forever owe me I bought the bitch back from draught When y'll was selling phony I don't f*ck with soap Nope, never have revolve, no You in the fear I left the Streets and your ass still broke Money by all means F*ck with my money your ass'll Be hooked up even throuh them eye fears 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 Gon' change the wrong wile 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 dead a nigga quick Keep my jewels of the day With the ice you did 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 Before this is out and we Trying get a little bit That fatty tell your frineds 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 heavy Then the pussy game share All I wanna do is be rich And rhyme a little bit made hood film Sit back and laugh with my click do tours Show the whole world we're the shit Sees live in the flesh, yeah You like I would kill 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
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