Kunci: G minor
Verse 1
Em
That's that creep, creep mode baby,
we in creep mode
Don't come around here, baby,
Verse 2
shining like that, yeah
Em
It's crazy on this side,
come through, gun through
Oh, ya man live out here,
don't go and get comfortable
Don't know what he told
you ain't sweet around here
And I don't care what he told
you ain't sweet around here
Verse 3
Em
See you riding that infinity,
now that's not fair
What's that a 2006? Okay
Playboy we got balls that
ain't made all day
You comin' through the hood straight dangling state,
yeah
Verse 4
We takin' medium- rare, grilled debatin' us
Em
Letting' that slide's not up for debate
Oh, you met,
you a local guess what she bait
She don't know right now
but trust me the bitch bait
Verse 5
Em
I won't get all in the business
that shorty is mad cool
My man was diggin' at
but she a lil' bit nasty to
First time we catch you comin' out
the building we snatch you
And takin' what's yours,
first thing we ask you is
Verse 6
Em
Fuck brought ya ass around here Like
you somebody lookin',
like the player of the year, boy
Fuck brought ya ass around here
This is Queens lil' homie get caught around here,
yeah
Verse 7
Em
Fuck brought ya ass around here Comin'
through for these bitches,
shit happen around here, yeah
Fuck brought ya ass around here
Like niggas got something' to
Verse 8
live for around here
Em
You ask me all these rappers is bums
Have showed me the flow
and I ran with it dun
I mean really,
y'all got to be the most worst
Rap shit I ever heard compared to P verse
Verse 9
Em
We emerge on the scene
Everything seems, stop,
watch is very bling, bling
Nigga wanna swing swing,
very much so
But once we get in the air
that's a wrap bro
Verse 10
Em
Our songs good to go straight to the radio
Flex easy on the bomb let these niggas
hear to flow
We Americas most dangerous
to have fans
New York, New York,
we the kings of the dam
Verse 11
Em
We party too much and smoke
too much grass
And we never see the bright
side we only see the bad
Fuck all that, it's a lot of niggas dead
And I won't let ?em get me
how they got them
Verse 12
Em
Fuck brought ya ass around here Like
you somebody lookin',
like the player of the year, boy
Fuck brought ya ass around here
This is Queens lil' homie get caught around here,
yeah
Verse 13
Em
Fuck brought ya ass around here Comin'
through for these bitches,
shit happen around here, yeah
Fuck brought ya ass around here
Like niggas got something' to
live for around here
Verse 14
Em
Yeah, cock that, aim that,
squeeze that, shoot the steel
Cadillac Coupe De Ville,
wood grain on the wheel
Cocaine in the pot,
baking soda water hot
When the ice cubes drop,
Verse 15
look at that, that's crack
black hoody fitted hat
Grimy nigga with a gat screamin',
"Where the money at?"
My hood Southside,
riders ride that's right
Verse 16
Yayo he know, Banks know, Buck know
Em
Shit it ain't about the dough I
ain't really with it yo
Camouflage on the low,
ridin' round with the heat
I ain't say wassup to you,
nigga you don't know me
I'm on the grind all the time,
Verse 17
heavy shine and a nine
Em
Clip fill till the tip,
stunt I get on some shit
Different day, different bitch,
old hoody new kicks
Oldsmobile fuck that,
no rims, hubcaps
Keep my eyes open for them niggas
that dun buck that
Verse 18
Em
Fuck brought ya ass around here Like
you somebody lookin',
like the player of the year, boy
Fuck brought ya ass around here
This is Queens lil' homie get caught around here,
yeah
Verse 19
Em
Fuck brought ya ass around here Comin'
through for these bitches,
shit happen around here, yeah
Fuck brought ya ass around here
Em
Like niggas got something' to live for
Outro 1
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