How about some hardcore

Yeah we like it raw

Like good pussy

Shorty caught em in the jaw

That's good pussy (that's good pussy)

This is chess

In my castle I don't play the rookie

Bullets rips

Leave you fulla chips like a plate of cookies

So don't push me

Cuz I'm close to the edge

And I don't gotta be Rakim to know the ledge

If I rock him

Then I got the juice like Pac said

Real hip hop head

Shit might go over yours

Where I'm from you need two straps like overalls

Cuz these kids ain't throwing hands no more

You gotta stay wit the grip like a handle bar

The cameras on

But that don't stop the go hard

Nowadays

You could get shot for Worldstar

If your girl hard, she might get the first swing

She could tell you was a bitch from the side like purse strings

I'm from a big boy block

You fuck around around in here and getcha big boy shot

I'm bumpin biggie

Rubbing titties at the big boy spot

I rep my city

Sitting pretty in a big boy drop

I ride, out

Fuck what it cost me, bitch I'm from the flossy

On my way to Hollywood and I need floor seats

I'm never splitting paper, bitches can't divorce me

I love to put in work (work)

You ain't gotta force me

This a full course meal

Nigga imma big deal

Neck chill, pop pills

Stunting in that big wheel

Can't squeal, keep it real

This that shit you wanna hear

This my year

You ain't fuckin' with my niggas from pier

We top tier

And we still couldn't stop there

You wanna party?

Then imma bring my block there (oh yeah)

If Macho Man try to switch gears

I load a .40 like a Big Beer

Hogan make the crowd cheer

You can catch me on my Brooklyn shit

Goons never shook of shit

Spadez always booking shit

It's super lit

I'm from the land where they pop chains

It's a dead end by the L train

Listen mane

I'm from a big boy block

You fuck around around in here and getcha big boy shot

I'm bumpin biggie

Rubbing titties at the big boy spot

I rep my city

Sitting pretty in a big boy drop

I ride, out

Bus through the crowd like Rosa Parks (ba, ba boom)

It's animals in this ride, Noah’s Ark

Nobody care bout your album, bitch you gon’ flop (ok)

When I drop, imma kill it, Owen Hart (damn)

Shooter right behind me, that’s Curry (rah)

Beam on the scope, I don’t worry (nah)

I could get your mommy rocked, my game sturdy (any block)

And I don't care about your pops, I ain't Maury (fuck em)

You from a nice neighborhood, mines dirty (Marcy)

I play the block from 10 to 10, I'm up early (outside)

If that paper work, old or it's recent (what?)

You can't play the field and the precinct (nah)

Real nigga, ain’t no cappin' they could call me on (ut uh)

Fairy tale nigga you, you get your story on

I just had your bitch jammin' to Omarion (ok)

I was gettin' dressed puttin' my Ameri’s on

I'm from a big boy block

You fuck around around in here and getcha big boy shot

I'm bumpin biggie

Rubbing titties at the big boy spot

I rep my city

Sitting pretty in a big boy drop

I ride, out