Yea! Yea yea I done learn mistakes who's my men and who's not Like who's gon run but not Like who's gonna if you shot? Who gone hold own who's not Who's gone spots?
In the of New York you can't trust nobody will run up on you wit a 12 guage shoty Lloyalty comes free smokin' is my hobby You rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
In the streets of New you can't trust nobody Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 shoty Lloyalty free smokin' weed is my hobby You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a
When I was 10 old I seen a nigga take 3 in the head around the same time he used to pee in the bed I stayed awake 'cuz my nightmares of him dead The smell of burnt tire peelin' after him lead The fled wit a fuckin' laugh My heart pumpin on blast I just at him slumped in the grass Arms moving fingers spitting up blood DNA mixed in the mud another to be dug I stood stiffer than wood See homie use to buy me
Now he's gone whose his family My ear ringing should have runnin' I never I could be that sick Damn! I was suppose to see that when I thought it was more than 3 shots He could been aiming for me Maybe he circled around the I turn around to my pops, he what happen? This nigga rolled up and started I can hear 'em laughin'
In the streets of New York you can't trust Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 guage Lloyalty free smokin' weed is my hobby You rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
In the streets of New York you can't trust will run up on you wit a 12 guage shoty Lloyalty comes free smokin' weed is my You wanna rob me, you gotta leave wit a body
It was a day in Southside Sprink-aklers kids all of a sudden Heads turnin' did somethin' This nigga I forgot Fuck it, he lived the block Regular getting money But love to a lot Walked across the stuntin' frontin' Diamond in his hear watch on a bag of popcorn
Walked up behind shorty grabbin' her waist She pushed him away, so he threw the bag in her She felt disrespected, couldnt except it Called him a pussy, told him she be back in a He didn'tpay her no called her bitch about 4 times Stayed in the wit no niggas wit him and no nine Then in no older nigga From behind swung a bat Left his face all cracked told him all that Hit him popped his chain wit a frown And the clown wit a stain on the ground
In the streets of New you can't trust nobody will 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
In the of New York you can't trust nobody Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 shoty Lloyalty comes free smokin' is my hobby You wanna rob me, you gotta leave wit a body
And all my days go by that sticky icky California made me picky chicken heads tryin' to me wit a hicky If we go up stick me Somewhere the location don't matter I'm Southsidin' 'til hit me I'd be dead if can kill I'm from the ghetto
But I know scarface Or bushwick My spills for the kids That ain't got They steal and For my I lost over the steerin' wheel
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 gotta leave here wit a
In the streets of New York you can't trust will 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