Yukmouth - La Costra Nostra (Intro) lyrics

[Yukmouth: one long verse] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah October 18th '74, the year I was born A young n***a, ready for war It's in my blood to get the 'fetty for sure I was cursed since birth to get the patties slanging f*ggats are raw And I'm the advocate, crackhead, in '86 we started having sh** Rock it and cook it to cut the baggin' is, when crack-ages For my cousin, making twenty off a note But I refused to go broke; my whole family slang dope And my big sister was a little richer cuz she always f**ed around with the big pushers I watched n***as break keys in the sinks with jackhammers and Ginsu's Throw me money for tennis shoes I been the dude since high school with latest clothes and them j**els Had me paper chasing, I didn't finish school I bought a quarter ounce in the ooze Got a crew, hit the block, start hustling like the real n***as do I'm walking in the shoes of Phoenix Mitchell And Little D, I'm balling n***as from my projects I listened to I keep it real with my interviews I was broke as f** and sleeping on the floor in the village dude I'm just a YG, why chronic D, smoking finer weed Thick as quarter peak I build a dynasty? So a pistol whip and rob n***as What goes around, comes around cuz I end up getting shot n***a But got love not, my hope don't stop, I pop bubbly Like the whole block locked, I live lovely And my father was a Black Guerilla Family crack dealer With the house on hill-a, made scratch for real-a That's why I say it's in my blood cuz my father was a thug With the Colombian plug, flood the block with d** n***a! We slang lots of c**a with Glock's up in the holster La Costra Nostra n***a!