La Costra Nostra Lyrics - Yukmouth

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

October 18th '74, the year I was born 

A young nigga ready for war 

It's in my blood to get the 'fetty for sure 

I was cursed since birth to get the patties slanging faggats are raw 

And I'm the advocate, crack head, in '86 we started having shit 

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 fucked 

Around with the big pushers 

I watched niggaz break keys in sinks with jackhammers and ginsus 

Throw me money for tennis shoes 

I been a dude since high school with latest clothes and them jewels 

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 niggaz do 

I'm walking in the shoes of Phoenix Mitchell 

And Little D, I'm balling niggaz from my projects I listened to 

I keep it real with my interviews 

I was broke as fuck and sleeping on the floor in the village dude 

I'm just a wise G, why chronic D, smoking finer weed 

Thick as quarter peak, I build a dynasty? 

So a pistol whip and rob niggaz 

What goes around, comes around 'cuz I end up getting shot nigga 

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 gorilla family crack dealer 

With the house on 'Icula, made scratch for realla 

That's why I say it's in my blood 'cuz my father was a thug 

With the Columbian blood, flood the block with drugs nigga 

We slang lots of coca with glocks up in the hosta' 

La Costra Nostra nigga