[Intro (talking)]
Whoo! Haha, yeah!
Uh, this is how I put it down on the M-I
Can I, talk to y'all n****z for a second
Feel me, ya know I mean?
I want y'all n****z to get y'all Coronas, yeah
Get y'all muh'f**kin dutches, light y'all muh'f**kin haze up
Grab y'all yak ya know I'm sayin
Get some Courvoisier and all that, some cranberry
Matter fact take that s**t straight cause I need n****z to feel me on this
Ya know what I mean?
Listen, listen
[Verse One]
Yo, I don't think you understand what I mean
When I aks you to Walk Witt Me, I got the hawk wit me
No talk wit me, in the yard wit my d***ies (whoo!)
Young but I remind you of somebody in the sixties
I knew it was on when our God was shown
But I was caught up in the mix of some glittery s**t
A.T. him and Mase makin' mils wit it (damn!), I ain't mad
But that s**t wasn't me (nah), had to get up off that
Jewelry and Cristal, couldn't talk that
They my n****z though, I ain't mad, I ain't hatin'
To this day him and Busta got the best show (word up)
Ya know I'm sayin' yo f**k yo yo yo, yo feel me though
Back wit my n****z, Double R
Before X blew it up, before Eve was a star
We are the streets, they couldn't wait for it
Interscope couldn't wait to get a plate for it
Grammy night, couldn't wait to get a date for it
Not, we sold over gold
Finally reached platinum status and near that is
Still in the hood, still tryin' to learn the biz
Jadakiss dropped a solo they lovin' his voice
I'm lovin' his s**t but the hood thought it was moist
Styles P dropped Gangsta and a Gentleman
Hard, no need to speak but the promotion was weak
Sheek never had solo plans
Till I dropped a freestyle in the studio with some a my mans
Lobson tweaked that, Mario leaked that
Your s**t hot you could bring the muhf**kin streets back
Nah, I dunno I'm just tryin' get a label
Sit behind the desk you know, watch a lil' cable
Put my lil' man out, throw a few grand out
Get into some pop music, put a rock band out
Got wit my n**** K, Kool and Whop
Green Lantern had my s**t on the block (Hold me down)
Killed it in Flex now these labels tryin' to jump on our cock
If we could get Sheek album we'll sign D-Block
P and Kiss was like f**k that we gettin' you off
We up in there, the rest of these labels is soft
Mario had a meetin' or two
Brought us to the U-N-I-V-E-R-S-A-L, what up Sue?
Y'all aks for it now I hit you in the head
I will sleep in my bed you don't woke the dead
Feel me you keep truttin' I'm a hit you wit the lead
And leave your whole s**t flatter than the first broke head
Thanks to y'all n****z it couldn't be
Without Envy, Whoo Kid, Kool Kid and Ron G
My n**** Enuff, S&S, Capone
Chubby Chub, Sight for Sound and it's on
[Outro (talking)]
Wordup this street s**t right here mayn
Ya know I mean?
I love y'all n****z dawg
Y'all made a lot of s**t possible
I gave y'all the heat, y'all distributed the s**t
Y'all bumped that s**t, y'all had faith in this s**t
That's why I love y'all s**t
Whatever y'all need I got y'all n****z dawg
D-Block. That's street promotion right there man
Na mean? Real respect real, hood respect hood
Gangsta respect gangsta, gangsta got no love for p****
Yeah, Vinnie Idol, ha ha, Vinnie
This s**t is knockin daddy, yo da next one
It's on. Yeah, D-Block!
I love y'all n****z. One
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