Lyrics:
York, New York, the city that never sleeps
Bodies, covered in white sheets, are layin in the streets
Shit gets deep, as we creep up the block by the kids
making them channels
Yellow tape by them candles, gang members with killing sprees
On our agendas, real niggas fingers on nickel-plated 9 triggers
Facial
Red's gone wild
Yo, I'm hot, global warming ridin on two-six
I ain't thug nigga I don't, bullet-proof shit
Gilla nigga, and we abide by
with two dimes
You know I need you baby, as Poppy indulged in the look of her body
He invested in his knack for breaking new ground, and then
to him (Uh, huh)
OG gangsta
(Yeah) nine with the beamin' (Woo)
Body in the water shit
I thought that was streamin'
Couple Yonkers niggas
We brought our
out the vacant
By the basement, niggas lookin' outta space
I been outta place the wrong time and the right state of mind
Tryna multitask the page
cried, due to crimes, homicide
Drivin' by, poppin' nines, Pakistan, Columbine
Out of line, pistols barkin' "Ar, ar" ride or die
Write a script, design
of Beck's
I cannot seem to recollect the time I didn't have sex
Is it real or is it Memorex?
I'm living in a city known as New York State
Sucker MC's
of Beck's
I cannot seem to recollect the time I didn't have sex
Is it real or is it Memorex?
I'm living in a city known as New York State
Sucker MC's
entertained by helping enemies bleed
Let all the bodies soak in all the blood and the smoke cause they came for no pity
I bloody cut chop up they shell goes
the street and went and got a Sprite when I left out of church (wow)
I got demons in my body, demons on the wide body (yeah)
Ninety-nine bitches and I ain't
worries, no stress, I'm on cloud nine
Got my crew by my side, we're taking the world by storm
Ain't no stopping us now, we're breaking the norm
From the East
that's what you need when you get sick
Sometimes it's hard rock sometimes it's white pearl brick
Across, across the state line just me and my girlfriend
the cab
All the people playing neighborhood jazz
How could I escape
Oh my plane is taking off at nine
But my body ain't ready to fly
We're already
But I'mma hit harder than ten of you
Eight out of nine of my
Dimes got smoker tendencies
I'm betting 35 like I'm from Oklahoma
Tennessee tentative court
I heard through the grapevine
Boy you stupid, heard you never got past grade nine
Why the fuck you out here tryna come degrade mine
Going psycho,
I get money
I just bought my bitch a Benz, nigga
Sipping champagne
Know I'm papi
No new friends, nigga
And I got nine shots
On my body, 50 cent, nigga
a new stick I want some bodies I'm recruiting
One, two, three, four Catch 'em out I up that score
Five, six, seven, eight Send that shit right up
above
These are the demons wearing skins, sinning, taking kids
Chasing states for years, creating fear, fake for real
Touching minds like touching mimes,
She swaddled me in a homespun blanket
Whispered welcome to the world Sharrif
Breathing her love and dreams
Into her new baby's body
Outside a frosted
nigga what you know bout that shit
I had to wear Diesel jeans these lil niggas stole my fashion
The Glock 9 really gone bang
Onahana hore bailo tlwela
it
(Oh)
Get to the money, just like an accountant
Brand new bitch, brand new fit
Diamonds on my wri, Wri
Aren't we clique? she go blind
Where you gon'
on my dick lately
Riding, round with these bands, now I got a stick, daily
I just got a brand new car, three seconds to hit 80
Drive by, slide by, we
Put them on, put them on
Shiesty motherfuckers
Recognize that check it
Yo we build and destroy, black benz's and the convoy
Use a different 9
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