Текст (слова) песни: Screwball f Nature - The Blocks

 
Verse 1: (Nature) 
Ayo, Auxillary cops be grillin` me out patrol cars 
why`s my chain so big with no job? 
remain so jig with no scars, infinite names 
ain`t it funny how the innocent change? 
used to be kinda quiet, 
a whole different way, fake permit in my wallet 
until the shit expired 
learned to drive at age Twenty-Five, see I used to catch cabs 
smokin` lye while my girl fuck with mesc tabs 
do anything just to laugh 
I`ll cop anything to to have 
rock it once, put it in a hustlers path 
I got signed with no rhymes wrote 
wrote it quick, throwin` rhymes out for free so ya`ll could know my shit 
know my zip, 11101 
pretend thug niggas own one gun 
bust shots and don`t run 
late nights the police don`t come 
and if you still don`t know where I`m from... 
 
Chorus 
10th street (96th and Spellman), 12th street, Vernon (Queensbridge), the 
pub, the hill (Long island City), the thugs (thugs everywhere) , it`s 
real, the love (organized crime) 
 
Verse 2: (KL) 
Livin` life on the edge way back 
now I get money and stay black 
some find it funny, others hate that 
reason why the angers developed 
put a shell up in the chamber, let the gun smoke from the Nine I tote 
bassheads numbed off coke, a rib got broke 
police slid 
Yo, yo, you see what they did? 
alot of money to be made, now they raid the spot 
niggas engagin` to pop shots 
aimin` to drop cops 
the block`s hot, niggas on the roofs of houses 
there`s a thousand niggas with schemes for gettin` figures 
the Bridge blossoms with gossip 
chicks who cock suck 
niggas who hardly wash up 
and they light as paper weight 
I guess it`s safe to say my hood`s got tradition 
Q.B. Cobolition, while you be tryin` to listen 
regradless of the district we ballin` on a mission 
at any given moment I destroy competition. 
 
Chorus 
 
Verse 3: (Kyron) 
Fuck, I hate `em and the Fourtieth will put the chamber to their brain 
and bang `em 
you violatin` Q.B.? had to lay `em 
I`ll serve you if you onto that 
hit `em up with all of that 
Seventeen, applaudin` they gat, I wrote a song to that 
twist the erb, dispose of that sack, ain`t no more of that 
it`s 2:30 am black, where ya Daughter at? 
the truth hurt, now I`m up in shorty boo`s skirt 
take a sip of Jack D and relax G, it attracts me 
you wanna know who`s Donnin` these hoes? just ask me 
the way the jewels flash makes `em wanna be nasty 
Cuban Link cable, Dom Peri on the table 
look unstable, now I see why Brother Cain killed Abel 
love thy neighbor, we can live in the World 
thats your Man Fifty Grand `till he fucks your Girl 
now it`s all out war over that Whore 
Deja vu got you buggin` `cause you know you saw this before. 
 
Chorus
 

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