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letra de this is for - littles

[intro]
yeah-yeah
well chaze
best of the block grim team, ya heard?
then you can’t do with this one wall
streets will listen, homie

[verse 1: littles]
only k!llers console me
mess of you’ve ever owe me
they smile and stab you in the back and they’re not you homies
i grew up with snakes, roaches and ratchet slums
shots roll ems dawg never come
police patrol the hood, when we be on the grind
get rich quick selling nickles, desizing dimes
i can put you on and got you, this mathematics to this game (come on, man)
i bought the first egg from p
in my hood i had the biggest chain
i’m voy from philla’s sleepers to them fat knocks
to see 74 one mane sell blocks
but this is for my n-ggas who expire be four time
there’s a war goin’ on outside no man i rhymes
hug, got me and home me, this streets forever owe me
i bought the b-tch back from draught when y’ll was selling phony
i don’t f-ck with soap, nope, never have revolve, no
you in the fear i left the streets and your ass still broke
money by all means, f-ck with my money your ass’ll
be hooked up even throuh them eye fears
[hook: prodigy, littles]
this is for my n-ggas dead upon block
and this is for my n-ggas now shining on top
close your eyes, lil dunny, take away for this dope
open up your eardrums as the speakers blow smoke
you know why i face, you know why i style
but you, young grimy n-ggas, gon’ change the wrong wile

[verse 2: prodigy]
all i wanna do is get my money and get high, little b-tch
drive real fast on the highway with the six
keep a nice gun on me dead a n-gga quick
keep my jewels of the day with the ice you did
that’s the life we live, we some hustling ass kids
they called on early the how you supossed to get rich
the only thig we do is party and get a little bid
before this is out and we trying get a little bit
that fatty tell your frineds party over here
they wanna see the hood so we took ’em over there
getting real open at the same time they scared
get ’em nice off the heavy then the p-ssy game share
all i wanna do is be rich and rhyme a little bit
made hood film, sit back and laugh with my cl!ck
do tours, show the whole world we’re the sh-t
sees live in the flesh, yeah, you like i would k!ll
[hook: prodigy, littles]
close your eyes, lil dunny, take away for this dope
open up your eardrums as the speakers blow smoke
you know why i face, you know why i style
but you, young grimy n-ggas, gon’ change the wrong wile
this is for my n-ggas dead upon block
and this is for my n-ggas now shining on top

- littles

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