telephone ringing
hello hello
yo what up man
who the fk is this
who the fk it sound like man
what the fk you calling so early for man
what the fk time is it
its like 3 oclock man thought you was coming to get me
man
shit my bad son
please man come get me man before i choke this bitch man
hurry up son man its like 90 man lets get some hoes or
something
what up dun
same ol shit
no doubt aint nothing new
lets take a little spin dun word up
yo open my wings to a new day spread my lungs
get laced jump in the whip stash the guns
twist the key shifted to d then flee
before anything get the daily dose of choke
we got the benzo flooded with smoke on the float
my eyes burnin from the dope killin my throat
lean my seat a taste lumbar support
on the belt doin 90 or more
debatin on the latest rhyme wars
where units dont count
but your rap pay add up to large amounts
get my thrills puttin other niggas skills to sleep
catch chills offa infamous beats
swing the trees doin onehanded uees
blowin on the ouwee æcause we cant have the medicine canoein
there go the boys to the right no days and nights like that
ay yo dun hold that down and turn it around
dirty as fk thugs drugs and guns ds and fatigues
t n t hopin out of mpvs
surprise alla fk out of me
got rubber glocks pointed at me
ay yo twin what the fk
they had us layed out on the ground holdin us down
with gats to back of our heads was goin down
ôit wasnt us that held up that bitch you got
wheres the proof man let me speak to my attorneyö
i know the routine dont try to throw me
i been gettin knocked since 12 and my moms tried to scold me
but all that told me to get in more shit
ay yo p you my cod we both get knocked
what you did with that halfa tree
yo i hope these fkin dicks wont find the stash spot
dun you know how i get down
yo im ready to bounce
do the 100 yarddash and tear ass
if my other half was alive we woulda got killt
æcuz dun woulda went for the guns and got ill
plus i gots cracks on me they foundt the cracks on me
looked atem gaveem back to me
i could swore they was takin us in
then the lady in the car said ôthats not themö
picked us up told me i could keep the drugs
they didnt give a fk they was only lookin for guns
an you aint gotta tell us twice
we hopped in the car and slid off
on our way uptown for more of that funk
p lit the tree back up
got off the triburrough hit the henry huds
ôfkit lets slide through the rutgersö
roll the windows down cuz infamous mobb bumpers
skip to my lou had the crowd jumpin
took a walk through the park frontin
didnt even have to hurt nuttin
man i love it aint nothin like summer in new york
hear infamous thoughts then the dream team music starts
damn we young black entrepeneurs
new york pricks and dicks cant stop our floss
we like organized crime the fkin mobb
im only twentysix playin wit serious cards
dead serious cash luxurious labs
learn to balance fame with pain you cant complain
jus another day livin in the hood
jus another day around the way
feelin good today oh no we cant complain
jus another day livin in new york
dealin with the jakes and the snakes
feelin good today we hitem up cuz we here to stay
