Lyrics:
bout time that you suffer
Bobbing on my knob like an all day sucker
Bitch!
Meth Vs. Chef
Meth Vs. Chef (Let's bring this shit)
Meth Vs. Chef (Yeah, one
And don't nobody get it confused
It's Staten Island vs. everybody this time, fool
Yo, we the kings of New York where cash rules
In this game called life,
lit that shit it was I the chinky-eye
Cheeba-hawk from New York, Tical Staten Isle
Niggas thought, that they could walk a dog but they caught
A bad
Millennium flow
Serena Altschul's here live outside the criminal courthouse
(This is bullshit y'all)
In New York city for the first day in
to put one in the chamber?
put it to the temple of the one who gave us up.
we'll end up in court.
we'll be our own defense.
the people of CT. vS.
manners
Some New York niggas thought it was funny callin' us 'Bama
Laughin' at the grammar 'cause they didn't understand us
Must've thought we slow, but
Knicks vs. Nets, private jets
Millionaire heir to Antigua, with Ananda, the MTV diva
Nas, how do we survive all this mess? (I didn't survive)
East vs.
like New York / New Jersey
I always had a soft spot for chicks who talk dirty
Party on your block? Goin' 7:30
Ah, all you new aspiring artists wish in
hit the deck
This ain't just talk, Brooklyn East New York is on the set
Friendship vs. B.I. I keep my thoughts,
Laser sharp jagged edges bust your third
the deck
This ain't just talk, Brooklyn East New York is on the set
Friendship vs. B.I. I keep my thoughts,
Laser sharp jagged edges bust your third eye
the stares
Fuck Karen's glare
Rep the country clubs
And put your rackets in the air
It's Europe vs the the world, but the world ain't with it
Like New York
What was criticized six years back
Is now back
With New York on the jersey front and back
Feel like Tiger Woods
Got madd goods
Way up from the cheap
What was criticized six years back
Is now back
With New York on the jersey front and back
Feel like Tiger Woods
Got mad goods
Way up from the cheap
find the ocean
Shape matter put time in motion
Bitch niggas that walk in open
Talk to they hoe friends
NEw York here we go again
King Christ the llama
other shit
Cause then we get to shootin' and cuttin' shit
Chuck Norris vs. Bruce Lee, in the kitchen chop a key
Money comin' in, ain't no time for sleep
other shit
Cause then we get to shootin' and cuttin' shit
Chuck Norris vs. Bruce Lee, in the kitchen chop a key
Money comin' in, ain't no time for sleep
thought it showed all the times that I would lose it
I'm in the city, I'm gettin' too lit
I'm in New York, I might be with your bitch
I don't know why, but
get cut and shit
It's nothing, it's New York
You gotta monitor your upper-lip
Or niggas'll hook you the monitors
Them rubber grips
Fifths habit's
Like I’m supposed to be
Workers vs. bosses
Ain’t it clear on who I chose to be
Shout out Weezy Wee
I’m turning up 500 more degrees
I’m on a thou wow
Like I’m supposed to be
Workers vs. bosses
Ain’t it clear on who I chose to be
Shout out Weezy Wee
I’m turning up 500 more degrees
I’m on a thou wow
and thuggers
New York SlowBucks, them my brothers
ATL with Migos and Young Thugger
We gon' shoot shit up in public
And they gotta urge to take
Chiraq, look
broke, radio had no regional lines
Hot 97, didn't sound east coast at all
The New York State of mind, was deep fried in southern drawl,
But props
achin'
I've been by a weapon since the 11th
Stars and stripes vs. a star and crescent
God's blessin', be a soldier, I gotta speak out on Oprah
I'm
Yeah - uh, uh
Def Squad, combustion mode
610 what? Huh, yeah
New York
[Verse One]
(Heyyy heyyy) It's "Time 4 Sum Aksion"
That Redman shit
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