Obie Trice - Down the Block lyrics

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Obie Trice - Down the Block lyrics

[Hook: Soulja Boy] Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money Goddamn money, for my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money For goddamn money, for my goddamn money money money For my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money money money For my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money [Verse 1: Obie Trice] BME, trust the truth's in the booth He don't take a hit to let 'em know I'm bulletproof Rest in peace Proof, this is no truce This is hood music brought directly to you Mac-11 in the Chevy with a n***a or two Ready for whatever, we cuckoo, loose screw Used to bungalows juicing up fiends Just to ride 'round in the new school Come from basehead rentals, same faces, no dental Claiming they gon' pay incidentals Give a fiend a break, he see God all in ya Then he run game 'till your change all minimal Pinning them predicaments to live that life I been spending Benjamins since the early '90s Now BME is where a n***a can find me Still on the grind n***a still getting mine n***a I don't slip, handle 'em, rap's Rip Hamilton All in his mansion, gambling Alls I'm trying to do is match 'em, rapping Get a couple chicks, I'm rambling, stab 'em [Hook: Soulja Boy] Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money Goddamn money, for my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money For goddamn money, for my goddamn money money money For my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money money money For my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money [Verse 2: Ice Cube] Everyting is real on this concrete and steel n***as peel your cap for a happy meal I got to deal with this ball of confusion, world of illusions We ain't losin' playa (never), weez winnin' Playin' every night when we sendin' paper chasing, grinin' While you still chasin' women 'round tables no lieutenants Use your own man grown, (hook it up) It's Ice Cube and the family stone Breakin' bread every night in L.A And I pray, for one more day that's unate (check it) It's 90 degrees no enemies in sight Even the Don gotta fall to his knees every night I'm lovin' every breath like a cold sip of soda While I'm bankin' down these back streets, thanks for lookin' over Damn sure nice to know ya, f** a four leaf clover And thanks for this range rover We gets down with this underground gangsta sh** Politians and parents, always havin' a fit Everybody wanna know "who you with?" "where you from?" Why you lookin' at me dumb? Here's a bullet cause you number one [Hook: Soulja Boy] Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money Goddamn money, for my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money For goddamn money, for my goddamn money money money For my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money money money For my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money [Verse 3: Soulja Boy] Soulja boy swag, cold so polar I got so many cars, Soulja boy motors Pull up and I'm flexing on rodeo drive I got 55 racks and my pocket going live Stacks on deck boys, we all about them plays I be like hold on homie, you don't know what we hate It be hood dre flexing and sod flexing I be pulling up on pipes 24 and flexing Everywhere we go you know that we winning Big bank wrote a letter know that we winning Everybody know that my whole squad is winning Stacks on deck, we gonn k** em, we gonn k** em I'm pulling up and I hurt the haters' feelings Everybody know Soulja boy straight grilling I'm on the hook and it's a great feeling Taking over everyday, n***as straight drilling [Verse 4: Ca$his] Like Iraq, C-4 in backpacks You can pull straps but you can't match that Thought you was lord of sh** b**h, why you let him snitch? Put the gun in your hand, now we can settle it Put it up, to his head, I can't do it for ya You, be the trigger man, k** your own brother See, how it feels when he drops, and he bleeds I handed you heat, it was your op-tion to squeeze Drop, to your knees, look at me, and believe There's only one way to get out of this thing Barrel aimed at your face, co*k back, fire straight Now at least neither one of us'll catch a murder case Flyin down the 5, flicked out, gettin high Jump off on Lincoln, roll through, Anaheim Rush, of a homicide, races, through my mind Not commit, any crime anywhere, anytime [Hook: Soulja Boy] Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money Goddamn money, for my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money For goddamn money, for my goddamn money money money For my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money money money For my goddamn.. Been down the block, going crazy for my goddamn money

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