Lyrics:
back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why
stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for a chopper
Permit, don't need permission from a doctor
I been smokin' since
gonna lie
Ain't gonna stop getting high
Coz at least I wanna give it a try
Patience looks bitter
But its fruit taste
Gotta take time
Waiting for ma new
me a drink and it's toxic (drank)
New York drippin', it's straight out the faucet (drip)
Nigga can't bite and they cop it (bite)
I be too stiff, I
'all turned on by that twisted shit, damn y'all must got a loose screw
Got a news crew but you ain't doin shit, false claims that you true to this
The game
Yeah
Niggas hatin' and I don't know why
Came straight up from the bottom now I'm so high
Brand new whip came with a model I don't know why
Brand new
her...
Schroeder:
Your new philosophy?
Sally:
My new philosophy.
(spoken) Ms. be?
I'm she.
Look see
A D?
A D.
Well, why are you telling me?
down pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
I'm talkin
back
I'm improving
I can prove it
Had to start fresh with the blueprint
I can do this
Feeling brand new
Cause this shit got me moving
Ah
Got me grooving
Ain't nothing new, ain't nothing new
Do think I really talk about you?
Well, I don't even know who are you
If they don't talk to you, they talk about you
KEEP THEM THINGS BY WAIST
SIDE I REPLY NOBODY GOT TO DIE
SIMLIAR TO LIL WIZ CAUSE I GOT THE FIRE
THIS IS WHY I'M HOT
THIS IS WHY I'M HOT
THIS IS WHY
bong breathers
Sick nigga medicated by sativa
And yeah she be feeling our heaterz
Y'all know all I do is fucking heaterz
]Still yet to cop em new
And recopelando episodes by episode to bring this day to us And to seed them in your consiencia To passed the time and an changed many things Arisen An new singers
cheese (all the cheese)
Surrounded by Jordan memes (JNCO jeans)
I'm on my flu game (aye)
Back in my old ways (aye)
Onto some new things
Old thing hit
the top, take it from the top
New York, I mean, I mean I know y'all goin' home and write hard tonight
I know y'all goin' home and write hard tonight
After the war I went back to New York
A-After the war I went back to New York
I finished up my studies and I practiced law
I practiced law, Burr
Remote location, witness protection, they gon' hold ya
The streets got me fucked up, y'all can miss me
I wanna represent for us
New revolution was up
me,then you say something new
Like give me some clues
Say you love me,then you say something new
Like give me some clues
I made her insides feel weird
But I
new
blinded by the thought of love
We think we’ve got it
Our heads over our hearts
we’ve got to stop it
Don’t get me wrong i love every second
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Heard the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathing
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
It's all I do
It's all I do
It's all I do
They think I'm a bad mf
Check the news
..I might break inside yo place
Hide yo jewels
..I might
New York, New York are you ready?
I'm coming straight outta NYC
New York, New York are you ready?
The Bronx, The Bronx, The Bronx
New York, New
Discuss these new one by rodrigo y gabriela Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In