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Jadakiss: Yeah
Sheek: Uh Huh, D Block
Jadakiss: D Block, You with me Louch?
Sheek: You know it my nigg*
Jadakiss: Yeah I know
Sheek: Yeah
Jadakiss: You know why we do this right?
Sheek: Why's that dog?
Jadakiss: Make these feel us all the time, everytime
Sheek: Walk wit us
Jadakiss: Are we the best or what?
Sheek: Who the fk else
Sheek
Yo, we do nuthin', we are nuthin' (true)
I ain't pullin' my blade if I won't scar nuthin'
I ain't pullin' my gun if I won't shoot s**t, that's useless (why would I do that)
I'll kill ya whole family, that's ruthless (you p*ssy nigg*)
You could die nigg*
I ain't droppin a tear, I ain't thinkin twice nigg*, you ain't my nigg*
(you ain't my nigg*)
I don't smoke with you, drink with you, eat with you (uh uh)
I got a problem with you, I'mma let the heat whistle
This is real s**t, nigg* I peel s**t (tell em')
I'm harder than concrete and steel mixed (who's better)
I wanna kill (kill em)
You think it's part of the verse, it's part of the curse, and I don't really
feel (I don't feel y'all)
They say stop the viloence, but I gotta join in it (I'm gonna join in it)
I'm in the hooptie with 3 Ki's a boy in it
This is pay day, fk what they say (fk em')
D Block, grab your handguns and A-K's
Chorus 2x:
Bang that s**t off, clap that kid up
Stomp that kid out, don't let him get up
Any block frontin', gon' wet that s**t up
It don't mean nuthin' to me!
J Hood: Yeah! What up! D Block!
Verse 2
J Hood
Yo yo, ayo, ayo yo
Yo its the baby faced gangster, product of my enviornment
Hoodied up, stickin your grandfather for his retirement (what up!)
Talkin super hard when I know that you b*tch-made (f*gg*t)
Stab ya as* in the espohigus with a switchblade
Take it out and straight saw off your ribcage (all that)
Pour gasoline on the matress where your kids lay
J Hood, D Block, respect the name and the click (D Block!)
Whoever ain't feelin' this song could suck my d*ck
Garbage bag around your brother head, smother him out
To make sure he don't survive, nigg*, I'm snubbin him out (b*tch!)
Make you drink a bottle of Chlorox, hit you with four shots
They can't determine the cause of your death in your autops'
You scared? Don't come outside, the streets is serious (stay home)
My ribs touchin, I'm starvin', trigger happy, and furious
We could do it whenever, wherever, nigg* set a date (what up!)
remember to ask the doc if he could replace your face (b*tch!)
Chorus 2x
Jadakiss: Uh huh, yeah, what, haha! Yeah, uh huh, yeah, uh, yeah
Verse 3
Jadakiss
Ayo, kill one of mine, I'mma kill one of yours (that's right)
It ain't bitin' for base, but they still want it raw (you know it)
Y'all think y'all do dirt, we do it more (more)
My man turned 14 shirts into a store (you got it!)
Now you could get it from us, we got enough of it (uh huh)
The dead president dope Chris Tucker was fkin' with
There's 2 things, ether the jail or the cemetary (yeah)
Hammers and the Hawks is on the itinorary (what)
Anywhere, any block, clap any iron (any iron)
And beat 'till you can't identify em'
D Block my nigg* (uh huh)
To the on cure perscription and Ki-lock my nigg* (got ya)
What, it don't mean nuthin' (nuthin)
And you got the rights to bang a nigg* wherever you want if he frontin' (yeah)
We done starved together and burned some scriller
Now we doin' it again, it's your turn gorilla (doin' it again baby!)
Chorus 2x
Verse 4
Sheek
Uh, you want it with who? (huh?)
You can't be talkin' to Louch or none of his crew (never)
We poppin' you quick (yeah)
Put big knives in you, b*tch, get off our d*ck (get off our d*ck)
White Air's and white T's get filthy quick
And we ain't caughin' or sneezin', but the camp is sick (haha)
Uh, stop frontin', y'all don't wanna pull triggers (nah)
Lifetime, Sex In the City as* (yeah)
Spit it for the hood and the gritty as* (uh)
Put big scars on the pretty as* (yeah)
I'll pull up wit a hooptie at a black tie affair
And smack the fk out a boozie nigg* like a bear (come here b*tch)
Crime don't pay, who the fk said that? (huh?)
How much you think I'm gettin' for his chain, where my gat?
nigg* act up, I'll let it rip in his back (brattt!)
You know who it is from coast to coast (who)
Thug keep clappin' ya toast
What up!?
Chorus 2x