BODEGA RAPS

[Intro: ISO Indies]
I ain't gon' front, Tim
Say you hungry, then, you know? (Word, bro)
We gon' roll up (Let's go to ack real quick)
Real quick, gon' go spot real quick, you know?

[Verse 1: Dillmatic]
Yo, I said early mornin', 'bout to link with Conchez, had the Ackee, cop a chopped cheese
My nigga germ, got the broccoli (We got it)
Mama always said, "Always eat your veggies," instead, I'm steamin' 'em (Mama)
We posted in the deli, niggas on the corner schemin' up (I see 'em)
This that bodega raps for your head top, we got it locked (We got it locked)
When I'm in the spot, from head to toe, we keep it dead stocked
All about my coins like a hedgehog (Word)
I put Jahb beats inside the headlock
On a homerun like the Red Sox

[Verse 2: ConchezYout & Dillmatic]
Remember we got lost and had to walk about ten blocks (Word)
2015, we gave everybody the head bop (Facts)
We was rockin' way before Young Money made BedRock (Way back)
Dill cut his dreadlocks, got that shit in a Ziploc (I do)
Climbin' to the tip-top, we do this only for Hip-Hop (Word)
We never ever gon' stop, the new Biggie and Tupac (Never stop)
They love talkin' 'bout who hot, but nigga, we know you not
We never had to shoot shots, bitches were on our whoops-

[Verse 3: Dillmatic & ConchezYout]
'Cause we livin' every day like we boys in the hood
Every corner got the boys in the hood
Still, we misunderstood
Now they ginger-fy the neighborhoods, tryna move us out for good, but I really wish they would, would (Yo)

[Verse 4: ConchezYout & Dillmatic]
I'm in the hood, but I ain't hood, though
Pull up anywhere in the hood and I still be good, though (I'm good)
Yo, Papi, let me get a croissant
Honey glazed turkey, walk up new lots
'Bout to link up Grandma Ersey and she whippin' up the Sirsi (Whippin' up the!)
Asked her for a dollar, she said, "Go and get my purse, please"
Lookin' in the fridge 'cause I'm feelin' kinda thirsty
I'm too blessed
They could never curse me, police roll up and search me
Like I said on Church beat (Word, word)

[Verse 5: Dillmatic]
Yurr, '93 Momma birthed me, and I keep a Knicks jersey (New York)
Out here movin' sturdy, and you know we show no mercy (You know we show no)
Still up on this journey, and I told 'em, "Chill, don't worry" (Chill)
Never trust a birdie, 'cause you know that they be dirty
I'm a Mac just like Bernie, and talk to 'em just like Ernie (Talk to 'em)
'Cause we the TNT, you just might need you an attorney (Just might)
Catch a case if you worthy, then I'll go thirty for thirty
Pop 'em just like a Perky, and shit you could do to hurt me

[Outro: ISO Indies]
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