Yeah, uh Group Home Zone 718 Area Code Uh, throw your hands hand Uh, BK's own Straight like that, real like that You feel me like that Check it out {Lil Dap} We shoot a rhyme in the ghetto, so you know what's up For y'all punk style niggas, just shut the fuck up East New York, rep it from the top of the town We've been around, motherfuckers can't get down Like Lil Dap, Jigga L, Jigga I.L. V.A.P., motherfucker can't release in me Blackadon, Kai-Bee, Brainsick Family We tear our hole, watch your ass if you're a fake M.C. So fuckin with me, is fuckin with fatality With chronology, fallin with my enemies So play your part, and peep my lyrical art Comin straight from the heart, bringin light to the dark I'm watchin the dime, nigga done lost his mind Livin on Group Home, trying to stop my shine Takin my cream, don't even seen those dreams Enemy minds, I hope you peep this slang in my rhymes
Chorus (4X): Lil Dap Uh, Recognize game, recognize game Some cats will sabotage and try to steal your name
{Kai-Bee} I'm affiliated with heavyweighters And nothing but regulators Young don, that rock gators And cat's they just hate us So what's the realness, I feel this listen to the fullest Flyin god street, reckin Hennessey Bust a bullet's at my enemy Crashin your spots like that cat that shot JF Kennedy Right in the nod, we comin through y'all All over your spot.... {fades}Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
