via chemdawg:
what fab song is this or the beat
who else you know make communities nervous?
that get knocked for attempts n' walk away wit' community service
you could see why I got a deal
look at my attourney, you could see why I got appeal
look at my chain, you could see why I got the chills
look at the rims, hard ta' see why I got the wheels
n' ya' moneys as long as who, shorty I got guns in my closets as long as you
this playas on the street, i'm either in some hottie or in somebody disk player on repeat
now everybody gettin' sprayed
n' if I take off his durag you'll understand why everybody gettin' braids
I keep the feins noddin' in the street, n' chicks between my lap, lookin' like they noddin' to the beat
my team be in a stretch on skinnys n' we been down wit' takin' other people property before Trech n' Vinny
what I'ma front for, I'm still hot, still got, *$%$#% that'll bring it to ya' front door like Jill Scott
please don't mind me, I'm poster-style
you lookin' at Brooklyn's pretty-thug, poster-child
I rock the tecna marina
mami got me bout' ta rect' the madina way she peck on the weiner
don't let me see ya' be squealin', I'll have strangers in ya' house n' you'll know how Tamia be feelin'
wasn't for this flow, a $*#%@ like me'll be dealin'
choppin' n' baggin', scrappin' the plate
now *$%$#% tryna' get me on every mixtape in the state
plus I
I'm in a Benz wit' the headlights shaped like a 8
hope I catch you young boys together, I'll let ya'll share this clip n' be laid in One Troy together
I'm from Bedford-Stuy, F wit' I, you n' ya' girl'll be callin' 9-1-1 like ya'll Clef' n' Blige motha****a
