Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song From My Hood to Your Block , by - Mr. Shadow. Release date: 26.03.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
From My Hood to Your Block |
| Yeah, what’s up |
| 1998 bout to set it straight |
| ODM, Mr. Shadow come on |
| Got Viscious up in here |
| Yeah, what’s up I said make money money |
| Make money money money |
| Hey yo Shadow come through |
| I’m about to make you bounce Mr. Shadows' in the house |
| I don’t care about the fame making money’s all that counts |
| Headed south now you know there’s a party goin on |
| ODM got’s those bottles of those Don Perron |
| It’s a mexican thing that we bring to your city |
| 619 909 homies tell me 'Are you with Me' |
| Bumping Lake Side with the Brown Bride through these city streets |
| With phat ass rides and homies coming with that heat |
| From undearneth, I got that DP with a twist lime in |
| Throw on an instramental start rhymin |
| I’m climbing to the level 80 proven toxication |
| I’m so fucked up Shadow tell what they’re facing |
| A gang of shows |
| A gang of hoes |
| When I step in through the door |
| Everybody knows that I becoming with my flows |
| I’m the one that is known for my sickness |
| Going down my hitless, now tell me if you’re with this |
| Now everybody raise up |
| Who you be what you claim |
| 619 909 staying true to this game |
| Mr. Shadow ODM coming through with the sickness |
| Clock a grip load a clip cause I trip with a quickness |
| Now ODM will make you bounce like Skate in the 98 |
| He won’t hesitate to make the scrilla before it’s to late |
| Us fools got to stick together quit hittin on the next man |
| Get a plan and flip the next grand |
| And watch me clown cause my shit is straight legit |
| 7 years in this bitch and still bangin out those hits |
| And it don’t quit and it don’t stop, til my album drops |
| Now I’m that fool that brought mexicans to hip hop |
| I brought the pattern of browns and introduced the new sounds |
| And now I’m down to put it down for the underground |
| A young playa with the hit one time |
| Shadow let that nine shine if they find time to step out of line |
| And I ain’t servin no manners, just provin I’m the baddest |
| And what we do is creeping through the night |
| Like the devils get at us and if you think you got that bomb shit |
| You’re fuckin with the wrong cliq 619 909 fools be on |
| I thought you knew that I was staying true to the scene |
| Blowin up bustin raps nation wide here people scream and clap |
| It’s that bald headed fool ain’t no room for the drama |
| It’s all about the show state to states makin dollars |
| I gonna drop it like gernades, rock the spot like if I was from Bed Rock |
| Dependin on my rhymes cause my life depends on hip hip |
| And it don’t stop til I come up, on a grip like Billy Gates |
| Mr. Shadow and ODM at the gates for 98 |
| Straight swiggin on that bottle of the don huh |
| We carry on to the limit and beyond huh |
| We just some young mothafuckas staken paper like the tribune |
| Now why would you want to get sick if you know I’m always with you |
| Make you panic like your nena when I’m coming |
| Like daffy got you duckin, like the law I got you runnin |
| And now you know I’m the man with the plan |
| Let me hear you yell my name, 619 909 stayin true to the game |