Lyrics:
[Featuring Noreaga]
intro: [police sirens]
[Noreaga and Fat Joe talking]
[Fat Joe]
Yo yo one's for the cash two's for my facilty
Fuck a intro imma kill it
I stay double-cupped and you know imma sip it
I ain't from the raq but you know imma drill it
Don't need to impress niggas
achievements
What I look like spending money on yall brand when I’m trying to build my own
We aint kids no more n***** grown which means I pay my own bills by
grounded, remember the Bronx 'cause they founded
Cutting them old joints up by James Brown, kid
Golden, before I forget hold it
Got to shout out the block
'cause they founded
Cutting them old joints up by James Brown, kid
Golden, 'fore I forget hold it
Got to shout out the block, four-fifth Holden
us off much quicker, don’t
Forget to eat vegetables, nigga
Often the kids turn killers
Stripped of our pride
Our home connected to blocks
In
the Eiffel Tower
The block was home and Africa
Was too far for power then I knew
And you don't and you don't and you don't
And you don't and you don't and you
and shit
New day in this bitch and I ride the new wave cant explain all this shit
Don't play with the kid, I be on to new things. and they hate what it
diamonds to count
Black girl God
Black boy king
Black don't crack
Standing on the block
I tell that black kid dream
Just know I'm halfway there
Just know
was famous
My naked wrist look like it got
Hit by a couple of paintas
Im gettin money but the fact
That im gangsta nevea changes
I goy my Locs on waitin
on five-thirty in the morning (woah)
I really want it, I forgot I even bought it (woah)
Bought a block and I'ma die to pay the mortgage (woah)
Dead broke, you
you do...
EVERYDAY.
I remember as a kid that I used to want a superpower
To up and fly around the world as I move around it
On the block late at night
Get some damn cash
Call UNC, need a new
Spot, somewhere to crash at
I'm gone now, still by the zone
Now, finna get my thrown now
I smoke loud you
to a world in orbit
Where the masses have supportive recorded performance
There's enormous shortage of poor kids
with new deals, they will become distorted
[Intro: Styles P]
Yeah! FUCK niggaz!
Grease whattup? Vacant Lot
I'm a EXPOSE these bitches!
You don't like me SET IT!
[Styles P:]
This ain't
your own block, man, what?
An niggas in your hood is say you soft, man
It's time the new regiment to start man
T. I., tell 'em!
Killa Mike, Pastor
[Intro]
Yo, why are there kids playing in the background of this beat?
I'll just make a minor change to the track, there we go... don't worry, I
and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So
(whatt?)
What do you mean, what do mean by that?
This year we move, uh
Yh we move, yh move like that
Take your tools
It's you and your God... it's two
[Intro - Tony Yayo (Lloyd Banks)]
Yeah Nigga!
We fuckin back! Hunger for More!
Tony's Home!
Yo Banks I told these nigga's man
(Ya'll done fucked
You know parents are the same, no matter time nor place
They don't understand that us kids are going to make some mistakes
So to you, all the kids
grams
Like 99% of the block strugglin' for a grand
Grandmother diabetic insulin gets injected
And little kids neglected
Cause parents livin' reckless
I've
you don't think it's right,
Yo, I like to bite,
Just havin' fun y'all, and if you think that it's wrong,
You got to admit, it's a new type of song,
Even though you don't think it's right,
Yo, I like to bite,
Just havin' fun why'all, and if you think that it's wrong,
You got to admit, it's a new
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