(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in hood)
Flip] From my block to block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha ha, Look
From my block to yo' block, we chips From yo' block to my block, we clips And if you don't work, you don't eat I'm tell you this, it get rough on these streets
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[Lil' night, if you don't work you don't eat That is fo' real You hustlin' for tennis shoes, put shit on yo' bills Dope fiends everywhere, H2O We don't in police, cause they too slow I had to do what I did so I could get I got You feel like I feel then go sit on my block You see teenagers, flippin' and workin' You might see canines, and searchin' You might see plastic with drugs and stuff You might see a block full of thugs and stuff Be quiet phones got bugs and stuff Real niggas in the kitchen stuff Wrap it up, zip it up it bubble up I got dreams of all my money double up I gotta get it, I got a family to feed If you feel what I'm sayin' put yo' on yo' heat
Do any niggas wanna step to I back 'em down tha nickel-plated fifth, watch the hip Look at your men, all jumpin' ship And I ain't bring an extra clip imagine if I brought my nigga Flip We comin' for yo' grip, rubber band shit And tha KG9, it sick, and you'll notice Your notice, ready to die Like my Biggie from best high, keep yo' hands high My clicks alibi, fuck the piece I want the whole damn pie Eight tha best high I get it with my lips or the rubber grip Smoke kicks Matrix, you cats ain't seen shit You really who you fuckin',you betta tell 'em Flip My glock cocked, yo' drops I bust shots, ya'll call cops, fuck 911 nigga we spots
Hey Flip, from my to yo block, I'm thugged out I'm realizin' its some Down South Scream it loud, if you the meanest Affiliated with guns, bangers that pull triggas Me and my niggas, feelin' trapped we in a maze Misbehave, refuse, to be a And you can't me, if the Lord want me, let him take me mine, I'm livin'life by the tech 9 I'm livin' now while I'm hea it when I'm gone Long as tha homies pour the beer I its still on We high, gettin' drunk, doin' what we Jail can't us it only makes us dangerous
We roll V12 motors, Pittsburgh to tha Down South lean, the East be never sober Elected by the voters, ride just a lotus buy the house, never get an eviction notice You bogus, gotta keep my mind focused in the jungle, this animal's ferious My hyponosis, count my and my brouses Sell a bunch of records, Hootie and tha Blowfish After I recite this, you shouldn't quote this Godfather, xpalidosius bums, rap for pennies and nickels Like nigga la vocal, give 'em the Russian
Flip] Look, I stay on my I get on my block It aint no such as being afraid on my block I'm true to my block, I shoot wit my If I don't know you, I wanna see you on my block I stack on my block, I park my 'Lac on my Even though I'ma star, I go to my block I on my block, they know my name on my block And every I blew up, it aint tha same on my block I on my block, I eat ribs on my block You might see me wit William Gibbs on my I'm real wit my block, I on my block 7 and 5 days nigga, and I'm still on my block
What nigga, feel that, Lil' Flip, Cloverland, Godfather, Crime, New York, Dante, California, feel that, from my block to yo block, nigga, we do tha same..thang