Lirik Lagu My Block - Lil' Flip featuring Crime, Dante & Godfat
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(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in every hood)
[Lil' Flip]From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha ha, Look
[Chorus]From my block to yo' block, we stackin' chipsFrom yo' block to my block, we packin' clipsAnd if you don't work, then you don't eatI'm tell you like this, it get rough on these streets
[repeat Chorus]
[Lil' Flip]Late night, if you don't work you don't eatThat shit is fo' realYou hustlin' for tennis shoes, put that shit on yo' billsDope fiends everywhere, like H2OWe don't believe in police, cause they too slowI had to do what I did so I could get what I gotYou wanna feel like I feel then go sit on my blockYou might see teenagers, flippin' and workin'You might see canines, sniffin' and searchin'You might see plastic bags with drugs and stuffYou might see a whole block full of thugs and stuffBe quiet cell phones got bugs and stuffReal niggas in the kitchen cuttin' stuffWrap it up, zip it up after it bubble upI got dreams of seeing all my money double upI gotta get it, cause I got a family to feedIf you feel what I'm sayin' put yo' hand on yo' heat
[Chorus]
[Crime]Do any niggas wanna step to this?I back 'em down with tha nickel-plated fifth, watch the hipLook at your men, they all jumpin' shipAnd I ain't even bring an extra clipJust imagine if I brought my nigga FlipWe comin' for yo' grip, that rubber band shitAnd tha KG9, it spit sick, and you'll noticeYour final notice, ready to dieLike my nigga Biggie from best high, keep yo' hands highMy whole clicks alibi, fuck the piece I want the whole damn pieEight sounds tha best highI get it with my lips or with the rubber gripSmoke kicks than Matrix, you cats ain't seen shitYou really know who you fuckin',yo
[Lil' Flip]From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha ha, Look
[Chorus]From my block to yo' block, we stackin' chipsFrom yo' block to my block, we packin' clipsAnd if you don't work, then you don't eatI'm tell you like this, it get rough on these streets
[repeat Chorus]
[Lil' Flip]Late night, if you don't work you don't eatThat shit is fo' realYou hustlin' for tennis shoes, put that shit on yo' billsDope fiends everywhere, like H2OWe don't believe in police, cause they too slowI had to do what I did so I could get what I gotYou wanna feel like I feel then go sit on my blockYou might see teenagers, flippin' and workin'You might see canines, sniffin' and searchin'You might see plastic bags with drugs and stuffYou might see a whole block full of thugs and stuffBe quiet cell phones got bugs and stuffReal niggas in the kitchen cuttin' stuffWrap it up, zip it up after it bubble upI got dreams of seeing all my money double upI gotta get it, cause I got a family to feedIf you feel what I'm sayin' put yo' hand on yo' heat
[Chorus]
[Crime]Do any niggas wanna step to this?I back 'em down with tha nickel-plated fifth, watch the hipLook at your men, they all jumpin' shipAnd I ain't even bring an extra clipJust imagine if I brought my nigga FlipWe comin' for yo' grip, that rubber band shitAnd tha KG9, it spit sick, and you'll noticeYour final notice, ready to dieLike my nigga Biggie from best high, keep yo' hands highMy whole clicks alibi, fuck the piece I want the whole damn pieEight sounds tha best highI get it with my lips or with the rubber gripSmoke kicks than Matrix, you cats ain't seen shitYou really know who you fuckin',yo
