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ft. Crime, Dante, Godfather(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',you betta tell 'em FlipMy glock cocked, yo' block dropsI bust shots, ya'll call cops, fuck 911 nigga we blaze spots[Dante]Hey Flip, from my block to yo block, I'm thugged outI'm realizin' its some soljas Down SouthScream it loud, if you the meanest niggaAffiliated with guns, gang bangers that pull triggasMe and my niggas, feelin' trapped like we in a mazeMisbehave, refuse, to be a slaveAnd you can't break me, if the Lord want me, let him take meRespect mine, I'm livin'life by the tech 9I'm livin' now while I'm still heaFuck it when I'm goneLong as tha homies pour the beer I know its still onWe high, gettin' drunk, doin' what we wantJail can't change us it only makes us dangerous[Chorus][Godfather]We roll V12 motors, Pittsburgh to tha CloversDown South they lean, the East be never soberElected by the voters, ride just like a lotusI'll buy the house, never get an eviction noticeYou niggas bogus, gotta keep my mind focusedLost in the jungle, this animal's feriousMy hyponosis, count my nets and my brousesSell a bunch of records, like Hootie and tha BlowfishAfter I recite this, you niggas shouldn't quote thisGodfather, fragilistic xpalidosiusStreet bums, rap for pennies and nickelsLike nigga la vocal, give 'em the Russian sickle[Lil' Flip]Look, I stay on my blockI get paid on my blockIt aint no such thing as being afraid on my blockI'm true to my block, I shoot wit my glockIf I don't know you, I don't wanna see you on my blockI stack on my block, I park my 'Lac on my blockEven though I'ma star, I go back to my blockI hang on my block, they know my name on my blockAnd every since I blew up, it aint tha same on my blockI live on my block, I eat ribs on my blockYou might see me wit William Gibbs on my blockI'm real wit my block, I chill on my block7 years and 5 days nigga, and I'm still on my blockWhat nigga, feel that, Lil' Flip, Cloverland, Godfather, PittsburghCrime, New York, nigga Dante, California, feel that, from my block to yo block, nigga, we do tha same..thangmore