Run the Block lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, yo, I'm real life, n*gga
Yo, I do this sh*t really, n*gga, really
In real life, my n*gga
That's my word
That's my word
Haha, real sh*t, half a mill' with no deal
I'm rich, n*gga, I'm rich, n*gga, haha

[Verse]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, I pray for better days, caught bodies out in Chevrolets
If I slid through and they hit him (skrr), he got grazed (Doo doo doo doo)
I was young, knew my stash for the stash
Kept a gun on my lap
Underfed, all they gave me was scraps (They gave me sh*t, n*gga)
But I'm up, that sh*t feel lookin' at stacks
Most of these n*ggas be rats
They did time and they don't wanna go back
Try to rap, spittin' that bullsh*t, ain't none of it's facts
I sold crack real good but I had to relax (I had to cool out)
I had to clap the same n*gga that was frontin' me packs (Word)
I felt like he violated and was holdin' me back
He was crushin' up his weed, 'bout to break down his wrap
I pulled out the grip slowly then I blew off his hat (Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah)
I had to clap his man too, 'cause I knew he a rat
n*gga, let me take you to school
Man, there's rules to the trap
You fools be, thinkin' y'all could just, hop up in the streets
Get jammed, that's when these n*ggas, turn into police
Get shot, these pus*y n*ggas, turn to the police
Run the block, man, y'all pus*y n*ggas better run from me, uh
Run the block, man, y'all pus*y n*ggas better run from me, uh