[gunshot] {Hey Mario} {Easy!} [Sheek Louch:] D-Block, Vinny... Idol Let's go Uhh, uhh, uhh Hey yo "Walk Witt Me," still got the hawk with me But tonight
[bang, bang] [Sheek Louch:] Yeah, Poobs whattup nigga? Sheek Louch, new album comin son, _After Taxes_ [tires squealing] Fucked up Aiyyo, fuck that
t scared of shit bitch this is my life - get it? If a nigga steal my chain I feel his pain But I'ma peel the whole block 'til they squeal his name S.P
need to smack your ass wit a nightstick Jae Hood bitchboy I came to claim my spot Collect a couple M-I-L-L's and flame the block! [Chorus:] Gator entertainment
if I flop Be damned if I stop, I'm 'bout to take ownership of the crown Now Big told you like an elevator it's goin down (D-Block!) What?
nigga Cause I heat the beef up like Foreman's Plus I let the streetsweeper Air niggaz out like Jordans Catch me in the lot with D-Block gorillas For green
{What is this?} [Styles P:] I-95 baby Keep rollin Let's go Tre, it's your turn daddy Rollin down I-95 (rollin) damn near crash Daydreamin I got cash
[click-bang] [rapid automatic gunfire] [Sheek Louch:] Stop frontin, aiyyo [Chorus x2: Sheek Louch] Lies, rumors, rumors, lies Bricks, bundles, birds
the cause Bust a round of applause Fuck around with my dogs I'll fuck around with the laws That was probably ya'll Makin the block hot Got half the block
thieves be out Mighty Mighty D Block homie thats who we are Ive been known to give it to chicks in the back of the car Plus Im g'd up whatcha think I
on the sheets And now, we done started some new shit, exclusive Gangsta, if you refuse it, you stupid WHOO KID? No not the DJ, the D.A. Play what he say
{I told myself fuhgeddaboutit} {Mario, take it easy!} [Styles P:] Yo, my nigga Poobs on the track I'm S.P. the Ghost We'd like to welcome you, motherfucker
"What's goin onnnn?" "It's hot today man!" [Sheek Louch:] Woo! Aiyyo Hood let's talk to these bitches (BE-OTCH!) Aiyyo - don't fuck the night up nigga
s S.P., Waters and them D-Block boys Don't worry 'bout a scrap daddy, we pop toys So don't go fuckin with them D-Block boys Now now now who that makin
[click-click, BANG] [Sheek Louch:] Aiyyo; I ain't Ma$e but fuck it I'm back again - baby Them hood niggaz know I got crack again - baby Chillin I ain
the hood might hate me But they don't try shit cause them 38's ain't got no safeties S dot, P dot, D-Block Dolo at the juice bar, weed spot, came with
hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold And decides to try five, when he's bribed by five guys And peer pressure will win every time
deadly Ya just don't know who ya fuckin' wit So I suggest get in ya shit and keep truckin' bitch Before I get my gat ya pressure case Blast, blast I leave
