Lyrics:
you heard me
Nigga whatchu thought, bitch, this is Jersey, yuh
Aye aye, aye
Dzh, thanks for the beat
I’m Keanu Reeves on piano keys
Hola Mi Llamo beast
city on my back like it's my last name
I need the money need the bag
Bitch I'm past fame
Hang my jersey in the stands
In my last game
I put my city on my
Well, you walk!
You walk!
New Jersey turnpike in the wee wee hours
I was rolling slowly cause of drizzling showers
Here come a flat-top, he was
yeah, I need a better time a day, yeah
I'ma get it Andale, yeah, I don't want it on delay
Yo, yo, yo, yo-yo, out in Jersey with the bro-bros
Me I'm just
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
been Hiding, you can't find me
I told them all that I'm going in front of the line
I swear I remember the times that I would be waiting for mine
But Ima
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
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