Lyrics:
somethin' new out this (be my girl)
I'm tellin' you, man
[Solomon Childs]
White snow and the alpine, the kid glide
With a gangsta slide, and your beautiful
a sigh that death threw
Taught myself and kept room
For my best, off the roof
Swung my hands, as her moods
Turned off day news
Turned off, they knew it's
Check out the avenue New York New York the Rotten Apple
We grapple in the streets to stack loot and slip the shackles
I'm currently servin'
[intro (talking)]
Imma make the hits
why'all book the shows
[Hook]
Aiyyo
Bling bling, what's that? Sheek Louch is back
Ride ride, you got my
ear
Yea, we're at the airport out decline from the block
Where everybody air-forced-out
With a new white Tee, you fresh
Nothin' phony with us, make
"We've only just begun"
Oh, yes, indeed, I like this, I like this
Hey, yo, Hi-Tek, do me a favor, man
Speed it up a little bit
From the intro
You Have the Right to Remain Silent NIght
Written by Kevin Johnston
Intro: Fast Eddy took a video of the whole incident
V1: Jamal walking fast
ancient inside like a Walrus
Holy scripts memories better than Mona Lisa pics
Mindset of a child on the block as a new kid
Can't force it, fighting without
This neighborhood is full of mutts
Barking kids and arguments
People yell from block to block
And quiet down by ten o'clock
They blow their
your bid and kill no kids
Roughneck reppin' the set, bang 'em twice in the neck
C.O. flip and jerk the whole yard rec
Block vets, pop barettas,
for it to be diamonds
Feeling like Hakeem when I block the demons
Sun is beaming driving towards in my new e30 beamer
Call me the leader of all
over with the streets shit
Least see my kids on the weekend
Carter, new Kennedy
No ordinary Joe, you'll remember me
No prohibition for my coalition
[Intro]
(Brand New) x5
[Hook: Kanye West] x2
I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
You might see me in my (brand new) whip
With my (brand new
With the top cut off, rich kids go and cop The Source
They don't know about the blocks I'm on
And everybody wanna know where the kid go? Where he rest
[intro: buddha monk]
Allah is god, we came here to travel
And speak the truth to those who do not know themselves.
We do the knowledge to everythin
INTRO it's a disgusting problem, that anybody could think they can be rich by using somebody's bones...because some doctors, some called traditional
Been down bad from the block
Run fast but we ain't catching up
So we gotta keep going
Been picked on by the cops
Suspect, put us all in the box
But
Intro: Beretta 9 & Killa Sin
Yo. Smell that gun powder in the air?
Yo. I smell it, kid.
Shit is like this everyday when I wake up.
We do this shit
Believe in myself we the millennials
Bro, this is a new
This is a new mentality we not gonna
Control our kids with brands
We’re not gonna teach
Low
shit
These niggas really will kill you, your wife and kids
I walked through many blocks niggas couldn't stand on
Had shit locked before I had a glock
black cops in cars profilin
Hardcore kids in the West got stress
In the East we are chased by the same black beast
The black cop is the only real
pass 'em the Oscar
From the new school rappers, yeah I'm the illest on the roster
Smoke like a rasta
Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob
To drive myself
So please tell me who you are
Leaving my block to hit the sunset blow
I'm a rockin' jet burning its way
From old New York to shiny Frisco
To drive myself
So please tell me who you are
Leaving my block to hit the sunset blow
I'm a rockin' jet burning its way
From old New York to shiny Frisco
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