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Intro (talking)
Whoo! Haha, yeah!
Uh, this is how I put it down on the M-I
Can I, talk to y'all for a second
Feel me, ya know I mean?
I want y'all to get y'all Coronas, yeah
Get y'all muh'fkin dutches, light y'all muh'fkin 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 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 ask you to Walk Witt Me, I got the hawk wit me
No talk wit me, in the yard wit my d*ckies (whoo!)
Young but I remind you of somebody in the sixties
I knew it was on when i got wit sean,
But I was caught up in the mix of some glittery s**t
eighteen him and Mase makin' mils wit it (d*mn!), 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 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 fk yo yo yo, yo feel me though
Back wit my , 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 muhfkin 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 nigg* 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 c*ck
If we could get Sheek album we'll sign D-Block
P and Kiss was like fk that we gettin' you off
We done bin 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 was sleep in my bed you don't woke the dead
Feel me you keep frontin' I'm a hit you wit the lead
And leave your whole s**t flatter than the first broke head
Thanks to y'all it couldn't be
Without Envy, Whoo Kid, Kool Kid and Ron G
My nigg* 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 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 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*ssy
Yeah, Vinnie Idol, ha ha, Vinnie
This s**t is knockin daddy, you da next one
It's on. Yeah, D-Block!
I love y'all . One
Whoo!