Lyrics:
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
cause you'll be the last ass to blast fast
Way, above the rim
Word to Birdie I'm from Jersey leavin niggaz actin nerdy
Back sturdy, my dirt, by my lonely,
the funky ass bitches
Newark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende?
And confrontations start from the blunts and the Reme
And if any, MC out there want to test
I'ma just give 'em my plug (Yeah)
New bitch ass too fat (Ass too fat)
Put a price tag on that (Price tag)
No, I'm not cuffin' these thots (No)
You
anywhere wearing timbs; like a New Yorker
I'm right there in midst of the action I'm not a talker
Show up overdressed; sign an offer looking awkward
Road
Laundry mat hoes, who want clothes?
I flow checks, one followed by six o's (six o's)
I got hoes, in codes, in different areas
Four ton whips that's
Laundry mat hoes, who want clothes?
I flow checks, one followed by six o's (six o's)
I got hoes, in codes, in different areas
Four ton whips that's
feel him
I'm like Jaws in the real world nigga biggest villain
If you need a nigga bit dial 1-800-SHARTS
Bite the whole car apart it's a button
can hear her sing
Now you can't catch me, baby you can't catch me
'Cause if you get too close, you know I'm gone like a cool breeze
New Jersey
teach dem
Is like vup suh di buoy slide dun di gully
Snagga Puss di shocking vibes dread I'm a do di tatty
Tek in mi little bredda name so lucky
I'm the big dawg like Clifford
Got my jersey on
I'm official
Pussy ass nigga
Get ran thru
Sitting in a foreign
No rental
Imma big dog like
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
your shit
Turn dis hoe to New Jersey drive
Goin live
Robbing Peter to pay Paul to survive
Baby I'm just out here grinding
I swear it feel like perfect
all kinds of crazy
We'll be up like the sun in the New Jersey sky
Up like the wheels on a Bahama flight
Twisting that bottle, tipping that cup
Backwood smoking
Loud sativa
I'm getting cheese like Kraft
In the trap
600mg pack
Niggas be switching
I can't fuck with that
Say that they loyal
Stab you in
the house and get nasty
I spit the real game i rode her in my caddy
When she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick nigga if ya tell me you
A player
human feelings (huh)
Got a murder on my belt, it's holdin' up my denim (it's Gucci)
I'm keepin' the feds out my biz, you tryna put 'em in 'em (racks)
I left the game
Take my jersey, I retired
Let's just say I'm at the game
Put me in I'm on fire
Boy!
My whole life changed (that's when)
My
Split second I'm dead - body covered in red
Spirit suffocating in darkness submerged in lead
Don't be acting up in the slums of New Jersey
They'll catch
jerseys I'm a throwback mess
I hit the cleaners and tell 'em I want a full court press
So momma toast your glass while I'm countin' my cash
'Cause every
and, uh, you too so you knew
I'm from Jersey and all my team's on your block more than you do
Who's the new crew?
Show me your neck, brother,
B R
With no tricks but a bitch it'll be on next
I'm still wheel handlin, you die in a ambulance
Block prime scramblin', glock nine handlin'
Duckin'
ride the bike unless it's see be are
With no tricks but a bitch it'll be on next
I'm still wheel handlin, you die in a ambulance
Block prime
boxer in your face is where I'm headed
Blaow, you gotta whole lot of nerve dissin the.. South
We ridin all the way to Jersey
We gon' keep up, but you
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