Prodigy - The Grimy Way Lyrics

One time..
(There's really, nuttin, realer than this, realer than this)
One time
(This is it right here Dunn)
One time, before I go Dunn this is it right here
Right here, this is it right here Dunn
One time, right here one time
Aiyyo, you know how it goes, aiyyo

[Big Noyd]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, I produce threats, tecs
The underworld sweat when I rep for my set
I pull out tecs and let wet, ice drip
Froze on my neck, explode when my 2G whip correct
Out of respect, M-O-double-be top shit
But logic, why'all niggaz know why'all can't f*ck wit
From past incidents, shootouts, and fist battles
Scuffles through state lines, you can't stop mine
It's a crime to the dumb deaf and blind
Way before your time out of line niggaz walk straight
When I approach my I, rep my Infamous bloodline
Niggaz get your guns it's thug time
Came from no frills to skips, nights that gat clips
A cold cold world to this icy hot shit
(Nigga) Scars, bars, tappin niggaz shit
I'm cuttin 'em, buckin 'em, and f*ckin they bitch
You like, "Who that nigga?" A smooth cat nigga
Walk around with two gats too nigga
Straight like that nigga, smack that nigga
If I don't know him then blast that nigga

[Chorus repeat 2X: Prodigy]
(Aiyyo) The only way to live is the grimy way
The only way to get ahead is the gun way
We don't play, I can't let 'em stop me and shock me
They try it I pulled out and pop three

[Big Noyd]
This one right here Dunn, aiyyo aiyyo
This goin out to my dearest, realest
Coldest most closest holdin me down
Chrome double digit cali-BLAOW, never apart with it
Cock and spark with it
Get down on my knees and cross my heart with it
Cause it's real, when I use it to protect my life
Shit was real when he shot a nigga over his wife
Them be the breaks, guns, drugs, (??)
Clown tried to give me pound I threw it down in his face
I get down - in any town, get down in any ghetto
(??) time spit rounds, what the f*ck why'all niggaz thinkin?
Yo for the dough we can spit, my style flow sick
For them sixteen bars, I get in you God quick
You don't want none of this, shit I'm hot as a pit
Check the shit I got 'em shook now they ride on my dick
Don't forget I rock for those lovin it, those thuggin it
Holes in they clothes and the less unfortunate

[Chorus]
[Big Noyd]
Aiyyo, aiyyo
Aiyyo why'all niggaz can't stop me, watch me then
Catch me flyin in my Benz, lovin it
The trey-double-zero, thuggin it, I was born to floss shit
But never could afford it
But now I got ones and guns to re-insure it
Reach for my spine, pull out a f*ckin nine Tourist'
The road to the riches, what I'm on it
All I need was the ones, and my Dunns
The motherf*ckin beats, I'm makin choruses where my name be
Noyd Infa' nasty
Hoe you obsolete, why? I got demons
That's what that D be, check me when you see me in the streets
Believe I got toast cause we close like uno dos
And floss and of course Q.B. nigga rep
See you ain't hear me yet, Q.B. nigga
F*ck bein affiliate with, I'm official
Die with the initials on my chest
Be damned if I don't rep the hood to the death

[Chorus] - 2X