Lyrics:
F Blues Walking Bass

"Yo Banks, give me a funky-ass bass line" [Mack 10] Here's a little something, bout a nigga like me Never shoulda been let out the penatentiory Mack

Yea...(remix Baby!) [x4] Ay This The Remix And Im The Prefix You Know This Rock And Roll Street Shit Hand Me The Mic Sheed Got The Bass Meany Got

we were kings Blocks on fire, fiends getting higher (Block's on fire tonight, uh, huh) Robbing blue collar, killing for a dollar (Hey, yo, we rob them blue

made the fam' remember when we were kings Blocks on fire (block's on fire tonight) Fiends getting higher (uh-huh) Robbing blue collar (hey yo we rob them blue

throwin' Tyson back in Another year, f@#$in' with a nigga's career I cock back at you, bust in the air, give me space Beats with plenty bass, drink my

(feat. Mistah F.A.B.) [Verse 1: The Grouch] Street blocks to tree tops, sweet spots found The diction to detox, three Pac's now He walks with, he talks

Mistah F.A.B.] Let the beat give life to dead souls The rhymes turn wienies to red bulls The feelin' is a whole nother level The drums, the bass,

You what I'm sayin'? Unless your game is tight cuz if yo game aint tight And a ni99a walk in and his game is tight Sh****t...you f*ck around lose yo woman

we were kings Blocks on fire (Block's on fire tonight) Fiends getting higher (uh-huh) Robbing blue collar (Hey yo we rob them blue collars) Killing for