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We Got Everything
Styles P
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Dave East
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My block, we got everything
My block, we got everything
My block, we got everything
My block, we got everything
Everything, let's go
He's on that East shit, yeah, specifically New York
Niggas know he rhyme well, but he don't like to talk
He don't like foul shit and rappers like pork
Hit you with the hawk if I ain't got the fork
Hit you with the Gemstar if I ain't got the Hawk
From the land of the lost, where we in and out of court
Shoot shit like it's a sport, niggas hustle from them shorts
Keep the hammer in your parka if you park by the court
I'm on the back block, then it's laying on the porch
'Cause I'm probably drunk as shit when I'm sipping on the quart
Lil homie got the burner and he'll let that shit scorch
We don't give a fuck, you would swear we was raised wrong
Momma did good, but I need that money yay long
Homie got a key flip, homie got a lick line
All I need's a mask and a scale, I'ma get mine
Sitting in that Champale 6 looking big time
My block, we got everything, shit remind you of Walmart
My block, we got everything, shit remind you of Walmart
Tell my secrets to my dog, I never heard a dog talk
Tell my secrets to my dog, I never heard a dog talk
My block, we got everything, shit remind you of Walmart
My block, we got everything, shit remind you of Walmart
Tell my secrets to my dog, I never heard a dog talk
Tell my secrets to my dog, I never heard a dog talk
Nina throw a couple at you, still I love my 8 shot
Pistol at the dice game, bet I make the bank stop
Razor in my North Face, .38 under my tank top
Homicide rate gon' rise the same day that this tape drop
Five times a day I pray, just me and Allah talk
I ain't have a car, smokers tried to sell me a car part
My block, we got everything, shit remind you of Walmart
Tell my secrets to my dog, I never heard a dog talk
On Instagram, they posting hard, meet 'em and they talk soft
Thots, we at the Ramada, models, we at the Waldorf
Get nervous when I see cops, from the dirt, D Block
The CL smooth, tryna get high, we got that Pete Rock
Them niggas killed my cousin so won't nothing make the beef stop
Even your moms see, nigga, I'm concrete, you sheetrock
Cops tried to line us, they stashed coke on the weed block
If Ben was going down, ain't have to meet Joc
They indicted like 3Spots
My block, we got everything, shit remind you of Walmart
My block, we got everything, shit remind you of Walmart
Tell my secrets to my dog, I never heard a dog talk
Tell my secrets to my dog, I never heard a dog talk
My block, we got everything, shit remind you of Walmart
My block, we got everything, shit remind you of Walmart
My block, we got everything, shit remind you of Walmart
Tell my secrets to my dog, I never heard a dog talk
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