[Intro: Dave East & DJ Holiday] My nigga Dave East New king of Harlem, baby 5th Ave, what it do Lexington Ave, what's up How you a gangsta? How you a gangsta?
[Verse 1] Not a bone in my body is fake I don't need no surprises today By myself like, "Who got me today?" By myself, so I ride with that K I can't let 'em fuck up my energy I won't let 'em fuck with my energy I'm sorry lil' bitch, you a memory That shot hit your top call you Kennedy I used to get chicken from Kennedy These are real Prada, I got 'em from Italy Homicide, I've seen it vividly Not tryna talk, you is not 'bout to get with me Niggas dissin', bitches plottin' Bunch of dead niggas in my pocket On the dead homies, I got problems I got my deal, but still a robber Not tryna go back to my old life Loc had that work on them, snow white We got it, come knock at the door twice Fuck the seats and the bleachers, the floor nice I blow a check like I hate the money You want it, my nigga, come take it from me Relate to money, I relate to money If you a plate, I could taste the money Never get out of my zone I come around she get out of them clothes I had a bitch, used to powder her nose I'm up in Louis like, "What time do y'all close?" Standing on couches with gang members If you ain't gang, you can't hang with us They be like, "He stay with them same niggas" I bought her a bag, got the brain quicker
[Chorus] How you a gangster when you went to court and you told them everything you knew? (everything you knew) How you gon' diss us when I got my hitters, they watching everything you do? (watching) I did it to get out of the hood, on hood, I want everything in blue (on hood) I was just tryna get paid, all this shit that's coming, I never knew (aye) How you a gangster when you went to court and you told them everything you knew? (rat) How you gon' diss us when I got my hitters, they watching everything you do? (them niggas on you) I did it to get out of the hood, on hood, I want everything in blue (that's on hood) I was just tryna get paid, all this shit that's coming, I never knew
[Verse 2] The whip black and white like the Concords My little French bitch be like, "Bonjour" I slide through the exit through concourse These not Cartier, these is Tom Fords More focused on pickups and drop offs I might pull up in the drop porsche That shit's not real, that's a knockoff This gun in yo' mouth taste like hot sauce I wonder how much do yo' block cost I'm usually faded, the feds came and raided, but we cleaned that kitchen with Pine-Sol Remember waking up like, "I'm poor" Quarter pounds is like twelve hundred If you had a nickle, you could buy 4 You came with money, knock on my door From the dirt and I'ma die for it I remember smelling grams cook My unc' was listening to Sam Cooke Look my in my eyes, if I hand shook Familiar with how that blue van look Familiar with just how that cell smell I was baggin' up to Hell Rell Baking soda club, not no Pelle Pelle You was in the house, LL
[Chorus] How you a gangster when you went to court and you told them everything you knew? (everything you knew) How you gon' diss us when I got my hitters, they watching everything you do? (watching) I did it to get out of the hood, on hood, I want everything in blue (on hood) I was just tryna get paid, all this shit that's coming, I never knew (aye) How you a gangster when you went to court and you told them everything you knew? (rat) How you gon' diss us when I got my hitters, they watching everything you do? (them niggas on you) I did it to get out of the hood, on hood, I want everything in blue (that's on hood) I was just tryna get paid, all this shit that's coming, I never knewTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
