[Intro: Big Noyd]
Yo Littles man
Tell them n***as how we got down in the hood n***a
You know how we do it in QB man
Let these n***as know how we got up, word

[Verse 1: Littles]
Yo, my first whip in the ghetto, I was poppin' off
14, and had older broads droppin' drawers
I'm supposed to be in school but I'm chasin' ones
Surrounded by these snakes and these faceless slums
Can't trust nobody, no friends, no one
'Cause it'll be your own friends in the hands of guns
How you think a n***a feel when a n***a can't sleep
Knowin' your own friends plottin' on your neck and sleeves
P, you showed me love so it's vice-versa
You and Hav, ya'll the reason why my life ain't over
Littles, best of the blocks, best of the ghetto
Y'all seen me when I pop up, hood and black metal

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Yo we rep NYC, who was fuckin' with QB
Nothin', we invincible you're simple
Me and Killa used to converse on how we could
Capitalise off our street anthems, damn
I wish my n***a was here to enjoy the fruit
I spill my beer in memory of you, it's love n***a
I came to the hood, you showed me love n***a
Treated me like blood, your soldier thunn
So in return I'mma follow through with our plans
Shocked the industry and showed 'em how our companies ran
We went from, crack sales to Infamous records and films
These other n***as got garbage for real
And that's why we stand in a class of our own
We got it locked, helmed and very well sung