[Conway:] Yeah, you see me, nigga See what I do, nigga? It's been a good year, know what I mean Got niggas doing bad though It's crazy 'cause y'all niggas talk that big money shit Niggas hurting though Hah
Look, they tell me I'm cocky 'Cause I don't think no nigga can stop me I'm the man right now, boy, sit and just watch me Style switch before you niggas could copy Shooter slide through with a stick, it isn't for hockey On my hip where the Glock be My city small, bitches I fuck saying rest in peace to the nigga that shot me, woah I'm the king now, my nigga, I'm Jaffe Joffer But I travel with a Semi like Akeem Where I'm from they consider me top 3 Bar for bar, I don't think no nigga could top me The flow rare like vintage Versace Choppa close, can't let these niggas Biggie and Pac me, nah I'm shooting on sight, I ain't tryna fight But with the hands, I'm Triple G, half Iron Mike Gun to his head, fired twice, they say I ain't right But fuck how they feel about it Cross the morgue, fuck niggas get killed about it Youngin' shootinf like Buddy Hield about it That gangsta shit, boy, we still about it My jit waving the stick, he barely missed Every time he see a nigga been hit, he say, "swish" The semi clapped up This for the niggas that violate parole And say, "Fuck willing", send me back up I wanna pop something, every time I pick this MAC up The hardest niggas out, niggas that's us
[Prodigy:] Niggas tried to stop me for 17 summers But I been on these nigga's necks for 23 summers I'm infallible, impossible to knock me off Top of my game, they very soft, terry cloth Cottonball nigga, I'm a blazing fire I cook your flesh, and come test I, try your luck New York state niggas on these hardcore streets Catch a quick case, put the hardcore beats on 'em They on that trap shit, I'm on that booby trap life Come at me, and you gon' step on a land mine These niggas stay running and my niggas stay chasing They shooting by mistake, my shots calculated 'Cause prior to the murder I meditated On post release supervision, I still get it shaking Infamous reputation, ain't no fucking mystery I'm current events, you hip hop history Boxes of Red Stripe, big ting of marijuan' Mind like Farrahkan, heart like the Taliban You talk to me crazy, you dumb I slap fire out you and bust your eardrum This is top tier rap, we second to none Your lil' bars not strong enough to verse us
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You know what I'm saying It's that Conway, Prodigy shit That New York State gangsta shitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
