[Intro (talking)]
Whoo! Haha, yeah!
Uh, this is how I put it down on the M-I
Can I, talk to y'all n***as for a second
Feel me, ya know I mean?
I want y'all n***as to get y'all Coronas, yeah
Get y'all muh'f**in dutches, light y'all muh'f**in haze up
Grab y'all yak ya know I'm sayin
Get some Courvoisier and all that, some cranberry
Matter fact take that sh** straight cause I need n***as 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 aks you to Walk Witt Me, I got the hawk wit me
No talk wit me, in the yard wit my dickies (whoo!)
Young but I remind you of somebody in the sixties
I knew it was on when our God was shown
But I was caught up in the mix of some glittery sh**
A.T. him and Mase makin' mils wit it (damn!), I ain't mad
But that sh** wasn't me (nah), had to get up off that
Jewelry and Cristal, couldn't talk that
They my n***as 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 f** yo yo yo, yo feel me though
Back wit my n***as, 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 sh** 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 sh** hot you could bring the muhf**in 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 n***a K, Kool and Whop
Green Lantern had my sh** on the block (Hold me down)
k**ed it in Flex now these labels tryin' to jump on our co*k
If we could get Sheek album we'll sign D-Block
P and Kiss was like f** that we gettin' you off
We up in 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 will sleep in my bed you don't woke the dead
Feel me you keep truttin' I'm a hit you wit the lead
And leave your whole sh** flatter than the first broke head
Thanks to y'all n***as it couldn't be
Without Envy, Whoo Kid, Kool Kid and Ron G
My n***a Enuff, S&S, Capone
Chubby Chub, Sight for Sound and it's on
[Outro (talking)]
Wordup this street sh** right here mayn
Ya know I mean?
I love y'all n***as dawg
Y'all made a lot of sh** possible
I gave y'all the heat, y'all distributed the sh**
Y'all bumped that sh**, y'all had faith in this sh**
That's why I love y'all sh**
Whatever y'all need I got y'all n***as 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**y
Yeah, Vinnie Idol, ha ha, Vinnie
This sh** is knockin daddy, yo da next one
It's on. Yeah, D-Block!
I love y'all n***as. One
Whoo!