Yukmouth - La Costra Nostra (feat. Daisey) Lyrics
[Yukmouth: one long verse]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahOctober 18th '74, the year I was bornA young nigga ready for warIt's in my blood to get the 'fetty for sureI was cursed since birth to get the patties slanging faggats are rawAnd I'm the advocate, crackhead, in '86 we started having shitRock it and cook it to cut the baggin' is, when crack-agesFor my cousin, making twenty off a noteBut I refused to go broke; my whole family slang dopeAnd my big sister was a little richer cuz she always *****ed around with the big pushersI watched niggaz break keys in sinks with jackhammers and ginsusThrow me money for tennis shoesI been a dude since high school with latest clothes and them jewelsHad me paper chasing, I didn't finish schoolI bought a quarter ounce in the oozeGot a crew, hit the block, start hustling like the real niggaz doI'm walking in the shoes of Phoenix MitchellAnd Little D, I'm balling niggaz from my projects I listened toI keep it real with my interviewsI was broke as ***** and sleeping on the floor in the village dudeI'm just a wise G, why chronic D, smoking finer weedThick as quarter peak I build a dynasty?So a pistol whip and rob niggazWhat goes around, comes around cuz I end up getting shot niggaBut got love not, my hope don't stop, I pop bubblyLike the whole block locked, I live lovelyAnd my father was a black gorilla family crack dealerwith the house on 'Icula, made scratch for reallaThat's why I say it's in my blood cuz my father was a thugWith the Columbian blood, flood the block with drugs nigga!We slang lots of coca with glocks up in the hosta'La Costra Nostra nigga!