[Starts off with the beat of Ludacris, NaS & Jay-Z's: "I Do It For Hip-Hop"]
[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
This is for my n***a, man.
My n***as stay on "The Cold Corner"... {Can't forget...}
This sh** is for me, youkno'Imean? {Marc Labelle! }
That's, I don't give a f** who like it... {Phoenix!}
I do this for him, and e'ry men who like it! {Mico!}
Real n***as be late...
[Bridge:]
This for my n***a man!
I do it for his block!
I do it for this block! {"Cold corner"!}
I do it for his block! {Damn! }
I do it for this block!
[Verse:]
Ugh! - I do it like it's more than just music (yeah!)
Sider spiritually - lyrically theraputic.
How I shoot it? (uh!) - You would think I was tuted (uh!)
Eversince I was recruited (uh!) - I punched on beats - black 'n' blued it.
Who would really wanna go I get silly with the flow (flow!)
Keep the milli' when I roll (roll!) - through the city hittin dro. (dro!)
Do I pity n***as? No! - The epidamey of flow (flow!)
New York City on my back - back to back Lambo's. (er! er!)
I'm the sickest one (haha!) spitten it cigarette with the dipp in it
I bang green! - But got goons bloodin and crippin it. (uh!)
Pimpin it! - My reigns infinite!
I fell in love with the street, remain intamit the AK my instrument (whoo!)
F'in wise n***as can't see with the naked eye
Weapon by n***as gone give me my respect if I (I!)
Get on a rapper he won't greive to get a second try
First of all I would serve 'em all like exercise! (exercise!)
Two b**hes at a time, new nickel nine (nine!)
Pitsburg pee line you won't get through mine. (mine!)
Big spurr we flyin keep the pistol by him
n***as think everything funny but it don't tickle dyin'. (tickle dyin'!)
And n***as cripple by him
Ride for most the night think Cristal buyin' long as n***as trying I'll be grip relyin'. (yea-eh!)
Poverty hip providen slide when they hit the side and
Why would I trust a tramp - don't won't no stitches by him. (uuuhh-oooohhh!) {Whoooooooooooooooooo}
Skip the s**er sh**, still screamin f** a b**h {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
They coming by the curnal and I pop 'em for the f** of it. (ugh!)
What's up with it? - You can't fit my shoe it's a custom fit
You know what I'm accustomed to - car dealer customer. (YEAH!)
Red carpetcompany - Loui V. comforter
Shorty with a whole lota junk in the trunk with her. (uh!)
The eyes don't lie and I can see a sign through shades
Behind the tint of the S - and y'all behind some greys. (greys!)
Monopolized new phase your profit rise you save (save!)
Don't go splurgen it ain't been off the block 2 days. (days!)
Go get a Glock an' 2 'Ks! - No laughin'!
If it's f** me it's f** you more. I'm old fashioned! (fashioned!)
[Chorus:]
It ain't for the awards or the b**h a** props [echoes]
I do it for this block! [echoes] (yeah!) - I do it for this block! [echoes] (yeah!)
I do it for his block! [echoes]
Ain't no rules in Hip-Hop get rude get shot [echoes] (yeah!)
I do it for this block! [echoes] (yeah!) - I do it for his block! [echoes] (yeah!)
I do it for this block! [echoes]
[Outro:]
This for the hood, man!
Yeah.
It's all good...
I'm outta here!
Get at me!
Ugh!
I do it for his block...
[Outro: (Lloyd Bank$)]
Can't forget... the boss... 50 Cent!
Get ya copies... on thisis50-dot-com! (I do this for this block!)
Damn!