Blood Is Thicker

Ayy do you remember

When all of us would pull up to my crib in the summer

Stealing from the corner store, no one was there to cuss us out

Little bad Puerto Rican's with big mouth, way before we moved south

Feel the summer time wind crash on me and your skin

Hondas, basketball hoops and bent rims

Air force ones, and some name brand things

Basement, Heineken bottles facing, Jonathan, Kevin, racing

Standing close to the wall, Sean Paul gimmie the light and pass the dro

You gots to know, that was my song,

My dad shook Newport shorts by the garage, nigga do you remember