[Intro: Bennie From The Bricks & 30 Deep Grimeyy]
Ayy, it's Blanco!
Grimeyy!
You know how it go
It's a whole lotta' [?] shit, man
He always cookin' shit
It's a lot of blood up in my neighborhood
It's a lot of blood up in my neighborhood
It's a lot of blood, but ain't no blood, nah
It's a lot of blood, but ain't no blood, nah, nah

[Chorus: Bennie From The Bricks]
It's a lot of blood up in my neighborhood
We do what we can to make that paper good
It's a lot I can't explain, but still it's understood
Like, you shouldn't say no names even though you knew it
Don't trust any hoe, 'cause these bitches'll go
As soon as you go broke is as soon as she go
And they settin' n***as up, they doin' 'em wrong
We gon' make it out one day, but it's takin' so long

[Verse: Bennie From The Bricks]
Gotta' keep yo' head up, if you think you a gangsta'
That's how I was raised up, my brothers was bangin'
It's all up in my bloodline, my cousins was bangin'
Keep that glizzy when I'm slidin', I'm clutchin' my banger
Ayy, it's a lot of blood up in my neighborhood
N***a slide, he wouldn't surive if he wasn't totin' tools
One in the head, but it's on my side, 'cause that's just how I move
Broad day, middle of the night, you 'bout to make the news
This a motion film, matter fact, it's pay-per-view
If you ain't gon' ride when it's time to slide, get me away from you
Ain't trustin' these hoes, one thing for sure, these bitches pitiful
Soon as you go and lock that door, n***as'll get rid of you
You know how it go from the jump so it's cool
You know what to do 'less you fronted your move
It's a lot of loose screws, ain't got nothin' to lose
N***as dyin' left and right, am I wrong or I right, huh?
[Chorus: Bennie From The Bricks]
It's a lot of blood up in my neighborhood
We do what we can to make that paper good
It's a lot I can't explain, but still it's understood
Like, you shouldn't say no names even though you knew it
Don't trust any hoe, 'cause these bitches'll go
As soon as you go broke is as soon as she go (Grimeyy!)
And they settin' n***as up, they doin' 'em wrong (Ayy, ayy)
We gon' make it out one day, but it's takin' so long (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: 30 Deep Grimeyy]
It's a lot of thugs in my neighborhood
'Couple n***as bangin' Blood in my neighborhood
Know some n***as took some slugs in my neighborhood
Everybody slangin' drugs in my neighborhood
We slammin' shit like Triple H, but this ain't Smackdown or RAW
They askin' questions 'bout some bodies, you ain't see shit you saw
And free Dee West up out that slammer, Mr. Clap-up-yo'-car
That bitch was dissin' on the gang 'till he got clapped at that bar
Don't get caught lackin', wise-crackin', get yo' shit split in half
Playin' ball in the field, I'm the number one [?]
Jumped off the porch wit' an eighth, I was perfectin' my craft
In all black, two Berettas, Grimeyy movin' like Shaq
Uh, uh, uh, it's a lot of thugs in my neighborhood
'Couple n***as bangin' Blood in my neighborhood
Know some n***as took some slugs in my neighborhood
Everybody slangin' drugs in my neighborhood
[Chorus: Bennie From The Bricks]
It's a lot of blood up in my neighborhood
We do what we can to make that paper good
It's a lot I can't explain, but still it's understood
Like, you shouldn't say no names even though you knew it
Don't trust any hoe, 'cause these bitches'll go
As soon as you go broke is as soon as she go
And they settin' n***as up, they doin' 'em wrong
We gon' make it out one day, but it's takin' so long