Yea! Yea yea I learn from mistakes Like my men and who's not who's gon run but who's not Like gonna shoot if you shot? Who hold they own who's not Who's gone spots?
In the streets of New York you can't nobody Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 shoty Lloyalty comes free smokin' is my hobby You wanna rob me, you gotta here wit a body
In the streets of New you can't trust nobody Niggas run up on you wit a 12 guage shoty Lloyalty comes free smokin' is my hobby You wanna rob me, you leave here wit a body
When I was 10 old I seen a nigga take 3 in the head Probably around the same time he to pee in the bed I stayed awake 'cuz my of seeing him dead The smell of tire peelin' after leaving him lead The fled wit a fuckin' laugh My heart pumpin on blast I just stared at him in the grass Arms fingers shaking spitting up blood DNA in the mud another ditch to be dug There I stood stiffer wood See use to buy me candy
Now he's gone whose provide his My ear should have been runnin' I never I could be that sick Damn! I was suppose to see that That's when I thought it was than 3 shots He have been aiming for me he circled around the block I turn to my pops, he like what happen? This rolled up and started clappin' I can hear 'em laughin'
In the streets of New York you can't nobody Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 guage Lloyalty comes free smokin' weed is my You rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
In the of New York you can't trust nobody Niggas run up on you wit a 12 guage shoty Lloyalty comes free smokin' is my hobby You wanna rob me, you gotta here wit a body
It was a day in Southside Sprink-aklers running all of a sudden Heads turnin' somebody did This nigga I forgot Fuck it, he lived the block getting money nigga But to clown a lot Walked across the park stuntin' Diamond in his hear watch on a bag of popcorn
Walked up this shorty grabbin' her waist She pushed him away, so he the bag in her face She felt disrespected, shorty couldnt it him a pussy, told him she be back in a second He didn'tpay her no mind called her about 4 times Stayed in the park wit no niggas wit him and no in no time older nigga From behind a baseball bat his face all cracked told him take all that Hit him again popped his chain wit a And the clown wit a stain on the ground
In the streets of New York you can't trust Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 shoty Lloyalty free smokin' weed is my hobby You rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
In the of New York you can't trust nobody Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 guage Lloyalty comes free smokin' is my hobby You wanna rob me, you gotta leave wit a body
And all my go by blowin' that sticky icky California made me picky chicken heads tryin' to stick me wit a If we go up quickly me Somewhere tipsy the don't matter I'm Southsidin' they hit me I'd be dead if looks can I'm from the ghetto
But I don't know Or bushwick My heart for the kids That got nothing gotta steal and For my cousin I Slumpt the steerin' wheel
In the streets of New York you can't nobody Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 guage Lloyalty comes free weed is my hobby You wanna rob me, you leave here wit a body
In the streets of New York you can't trust Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 shoty Lloyalty comes smokin' weed is my hobby You rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body