Yeerh Lyrics

Ay yo Najee!
Tell'em bout them blocks, tell'em bout them green
Ones that never got a shot
Tell'em bout them motherfuckers cops to watch
I caved in move rock
Ay yo Najee!
Tell'em bout them blocks, tell'em bout them green
Ones that never got a shot
Tell'em bout them motherfuckers cops to watch
I got it!
I caved in move rock

Yeah, El Uno, brother known as El Sucio
Mami no, papi hoes menudo
The heights they chop bricks like Judo
Cops with ac connect we watching Telemundo
At fist I was an innocent kid
Played games, eat candy innocent shit
But ski says we reminiscing this shit
Let me take'em to the days I was missing every dish
I could swear that God was missing every wish
I've been home alone since the six
I knew family through sitcoms and flicks
Oh shit dog, is sick
But to my motherfuckers that's feeling the same
They love the fact that I speak on they pain
Like you I ain't known pop first name
From the block is where I got my game

Ay yo Najee!
Tell'em bout them blocks, tell'em bout them green
Ones that never got a shot
Tell'em bout them motherfuckers cops to watch
I caved in move rock
Ay yo Najee!
Tell'em bout them blocks, tell'em bout them green
Ones that never got a shot
Tell'em bout them motherfuckers cops to watch
I got it!
I caved in move rock

I gotta fuck your attitude
Start as a little dude on the avenues
They surprised I ain't got no tattoos
But to tell the truth my brain's tattooed
Seeing packs move
Gas oozing to a nigger's skull
A retaliation like y'all are we back soon?
Full moon and all black bulls
Car jacked kids napping all sorts of boom
Whatever vice you use
Whether the dutcy or that shit on the spoon
You could get it form my dudes
Got the block twisted, Rubik's cube
Yeah they kinda risk it, nothing to lose
Nothing to lose, look at me
Nigger look at me, I don't even watch TV
But I'm all MTV
Fresh off the streets, still smell the aroma
Gun powder cologne in my one