Prodigy - Littles (Skit) Lyrics

[Intro: Big Noyd]
Yo Littles, man!
Tell them niggas how we got down in the hood, man!
You know how we doin' it in QB, man!
Let them niggas know how we got up, word!

[Littles:]
Yo! - My first whip in the ghetto, - I was poppin' off.
14 and had all the girls droppin' draws.
I'm suppossed to be in school - but I'm chasin' one;
Surrended - body snakes, and this faceless lumps.
Can't trust nobody, no friends, noone;
Cause in the end it'll be your own friend - and a hands of guns.
How you think a nigga feel - when a nigga can't sleep?
Knowin' your own friends plottin' on your neck and sleeves?
P, - you showed me love. - So it's vice and versa
You and Hav', y'all tha reason why my life ain't ova.
Littles, best of the blocks, best of the ghetto;
Y'all see me when I pop up hood an' black metal.

[Prodigy:]
Yo! - We rep' NYC. - Who was f*ckin' with QB? - NOTHIN'!
We invincible, you're simple.
Me and Killa used to convers on how we could
Capitalize of our street anthems. - Damn!
I wish my nigga was here to enjoy the fruit,
I spill my beer in the memory of you's.
Love, nigga! - I came to the hood, you showed me, nigga.
Treated me like blood, that's all it, Dunn;
So in-return I'm a follow through with our plans,
Shock the industry and show 'em how coppin' the rims
We went from - crack sells - to Infamous Records and Films,
These other niggas got garbage, FO' REAL!
And that's why we stand in the class of our own,
We got it locked, - helmed, and very well sewn.