Mighty D-Block (2 Guns Up) lyrics

[Intro: Jadakiss]
D-Block (Yeah, D-Block)
D-Block (Green Lantern, blast that, daddy)
Everywhere we go, people wanna know (Uh-huh)
Who we are (Yeah), so we tell them
This is D-Block, mighty, mighty D-Block
Everywhere we go, people wanna know (Uh-huh)
Who we are (Yeah), so we tell them
This is D-Block, mighty, mighty D-Block
Everywhere we go— (D-Block, you b*tch-ass n*ggas), uh, yo

[Verse 1: Jadakiss]
The revolve' or the mati's cool
Knife game like Daddy Cool since Bally shoes
This is real life street sh*t, truest and the deepest
Known n*ggas that go to jail just to get they teeth fixed
Think I give a f*ck what you herbs say?
When I got the n*gga that you trying to be watching my wordplay
Now everybody wanna be 'Pac
'Til they ass really get popped and they die on the third day
The Dese' got a beautiful ring
And I can hit any one of y'all, options a beautiful thing
Body is finished, maybe they can save the tooth
Call me Kiss or call me the Black Babe Ruth (Woo)
That many hits, f*ck that, that many bricks (Yeah)
D-Block, that many n*ggas, gats to your lips (D-Block)
My dope is two-toned, but I had to change my spot
'Cause it turned into a drug-free school zone (Let's go)
[Interlude: Jadakiss, Sheek Louch, J-Hood & Styles P]
J-A-D-A
I'm top five dead or alive and that's just off one LP
Word up, Sheek Louch up in your motherf*ckin' chest
Walk— Walk with me
Jae Hood
Two guns up
All I know is b*tches and money, grams and guns
Here's why they call me the Ghost (Yo)

[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
I don't give a f*ck about pull out, c*ck back
Spin a motherf*cker out, empty his chest
Leave your motherf*cking whip a mess
All over the dashboard, in back seat, pieces of flesh
Send n*ggas to the grave with they face half-gone
Stomach ripped open, the beef back on
That n*gga Sheek rude, I'll spit in your food
Tell the women in your family to suck my di*k
No respect, f*ck that, I'll murder you quick
Mad weapons in the trunk, b*tch, take your pick
Stick a grenade up under your fender
Stick a pineapple bomb in ya blender, I don't care about you
You say f*ck Sheek Louch? Well, f*ck you too (Uh-huh)
Your father, your mother, the hole you came through
n*ggas don't learn 'til they kerosene-ed out
Lighter to their face and spit gasoline out
You want me dead, I'm right here, do it, b*tch
Make me bleed 'til I'm motherf*cking fluidless
I ain't new at this and don't give a f*ck about you
Sheek'll run up and smack the sh*t out you
I live this sh*t, it's never gon' stop
Open n*ggas' face with a octopus top
Face all ripped up, catch me on the block
Shells all loaded up, catch me with the Glock
pus*y motherf*ckers don't want no beef
Strip n*ggas down to their platinum teeth (Uh)
Chase you in the house with the all-black heat
Leave you just boxers and slippers on your feet (Haha)
I talk reckless, I really want the coke and the money
But I'll settle for your necklace
D-Block (Two guns up)
[Chorus: Jadakiss]
Everywhere we go, people wanna know (Uh-huh)
Who we are (Yeah), so we tell them
This is D-Block, mighty, mighty D-Block

[Interlude: J-Hood]
D-Block, two guns up
Call up Hood, hit up your hood then we skip up street (Yo, Hood, what up?)

[Verse 3: J-Hood]
I grew up as a young dude, chilling with them old cats
Couldn't cop crack so I had to slang Prozacs (Woo)
f*ck being broke, I'm trying to cop a tan four
Trap you up like n*ggas get pus*y in The Sopranos
You really want beef? I'm busting the TEC
I'll hit you up in the park while you're doing your sets
It's D-Block (Yeah, yeah, y'all), can't get no streeter
n*gga, I'm nice with the hands, but I'm better with the heater
Old school style, stash haze in my sock
I'll bust at you and turn your Ac' Jeep to a drop (Yeah)
You n*ggas talking like y'all can't get stuck up (Let's go, Hood)
I ain't an icon, but y'all will still get f*cked up (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Styles P]
As we continue on, your hood, you finished (Your hood)
Write a suicide note and get a window on (Yeah)
n*gga, that's the type of sh*t we on
Redrum, redrum, spin it back like a Missy song
Take a cold heart to twist your mom, but it's wintertime
Shotty under the snorkel flip when it's dinner time (Yeah)
Strange days without Angela Bassett (Strange days)
Middle of the hood, n*ggas handling plastic (All that)
Gotta watch your head and not get popped with lead (Uh)
And watch your bread, not get popped by Feds (Uh-huh)
Anywhere we gonna be in the hood (Yeah)
With the burners and the hawks, n*gga, being the hood
[Chorus: Jadakiss]
Everywhere we go, people wanna know (Uh-huh)
Who we are (Yeah), so we tell them
This is D-Block, mighty, mighty D-Block