Say this is Harlem, these are the streets, Hungry Ham, that's all we eatin' Niggas out here shinin', niggas are dyin', hatin' niggas, we never got along We all go get it, we go get it, some gon' fake it, half won't make it Get a chance to make it out, we takin' it Block, Hungry Ham, cuz that's my block, Hungry Ham, cuz that's my block, Hungry Ham Cuz that's my block, Hungry Ham, cuz that's my block, Hungry Ham Cuz that's my block, Hungry Ham, cuz that's my block, Hungry Ham Nigga, what's your block? Hungry Ham Grandma used to call me Mickey Mouse, but I'm no rat On the block, they threw a couple bullets, one sat See my nigga family members buggin' off the crack Your uncle smell like shit, like he got garbage in his ass I'm from one for the dirt, I come from Hungry Ham, you heard We're the pigs that lay it down to make a nigga bite the girth The kids is poppin' punks because they claim it cool, they nerve My crazy-ass neighbors sprinkle Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah Big neighbors stirrin', smell like shit by me whirrin' When my bitches come over, they have their liquor concernin' Like, why we stand in the hallway with a milk carton and be lurkin'? Why we jumpin' for joy when the whole building was just burnin'? What about that nigga Sash? Wore the socks on his hands Buffo counts in the summer, with the glock in his pants And he starts to zone, Mama, how you do that to your fam? Cuz my block was the loonest to coat my shit Hungry Ham, damn Block, cuz that's my block, Hungry Ham Cuz that's my block, Hungry Ham Cuz that's my block, Hungry Ham Nigga, what's your block? Hungry Ham Nigga, fuck your block, Hungry Ham Nigga, fuck your block, Hungry Ham I'll be back, nigga Yeah, Sharon, I don't know what's going on I seen your son on the corner And he was chillin' with all of them Oh, yeah, like, he could be a rapper or something like that My auntie asked my mama, did Daryl quit his job? I seen him three days straight sitting on a cop My mama screaming, Daryl, come on, you ain't quit your job Mama, yes, I did My mama barking like doggies in front of my aunt and my shorty I tell her I am a rapper, she suck her teeth and ignore me All she see is my goatees with her white bitches and 40s I'm getting fame on computers, she don't think this shit is for me I used to pray for my woman, now I get dozens of OGs When I be hitting the doggies, she bark like, woo, woo, woo, woo Oh, my, I'm horny Honey, when you want sex, you calling me Telling me how much you want me But I think you feel a bit lonely I ain't stressing you, shorty My shorty be stressing me, shorty Claiming I'm messing with shorties And be addressing them shorties I ain't get no hair from them shorties Don't be in a bed with them shorties Now, what these cops doing for me? Don't say these magnums is for me Are you serious? What the fuck is this? I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm from Hungry Hand That ought to know Better get your ass to know the plan If you on the block, can't play this corner for no more summers If you get my flow, be catching people, check me, is this buzz? Woo, woo, woo, yeah Woo, woo, woo, yeah I'll be back