La Costra Nostra - Yukmouth

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

October 18th '74 the year I was born

A young ni**a ready for war

It's in my blood to get the 'fetty for sure

I was cursed since birth

To get the patties slanging faggats are raw

And I'm the advocate crack head

In '86 we started having sh*t

Rock it and cook it to cut the baggin' is when crack-ages

For my cousin making twenty off a note

But I refused to go broke my whole family slang d**e

And my big sister was a little richer 'cuz she always f**ked

Around with the big pushers

I watched niggaz break keys in sinks with jackhammers and ginsus

Throw me money for tennis shoes

I been a dude since high school with latest clothes and them jewels

Had me paper chasing I didn't finish school

I bought a quarter ounce in the ooze

Got a crew hit the block start hustling like the real niggaz do

I'm walking in the shoes of Phoenix Mitchell

And Little D I'm balling niggaz from my projects I listened to

I keep it real with my interviews

I was broke as f**k and sleeping on the floor in the village dude

I'm just a wise G why chronic D smoking finer w**d

Thick as quarter peak I build a dynasty

So a pistol whip and rob niggaz

What goes around comes around 'cuz I end up getting shot ni**a

But got love not my hope don't stop I pop bubbly

Like the whole block locked I live lovely

And my father was a black gorilla family crack dealer

With the house on 'Icula made scratch for realla

That's why I say it's in my blood 'cuz my father was a thug

With the Columbian blood flood the block with drugs ni**a

We slang lots of coca with glocks up in the hosta'

La Costra Nostra ni**a