Yo kid, I'm from your block, yo I took your chain I took your moms out twice, I put the g in the game Its been like tangiers, I put the grease in the gears Left your dad in tears when I boxed his ears I'm reppin avenue c where the wack catch a slap I keep my cretin's crackin and the meatpackers mackin Puttin things in relief so baby sit in the seat Never touch the levels just bump the beat
Feel the fibe, cop my style on this bitch Ask the boys downtown, yeah they know this kid From my babies on the block to the killers on the corner Don't start no shit. Hell rain on you Feel the fibe, cop my style on this bitch Ask the boys downtown, yeah they know this kid From my babies on the block to the killers on the corner Don't start no shit. Hell rain on you
From downtown Brooklyn to the L.E.S Let me hear it for the city, is ya alright [?] Let me hear it for the city, is ya alright ...
All you bottle blonde she-devils out on patrol You'll catch a trick real quick, so baby slow your roll And all you mop-top critics can't get me down I count my money first then I beat your ass down
I got the Saville Row suit so fool don't act cute' cause [?]
Feel the fibe, cop my style on this bitch Ask the boys downtown, yeah they know this kid From my babies on the block to the killers on the corner Don't start no shit. Hell rain on you Feel the fibe, cop my style on this bitch Ask the boys downtown, yeah they know this kid From my babies on the block to the killers on the corner Don't start no shit. Hell rain on you
From downtown Brooklyn to the L.E.S Let me hear it for the city, is ya alright If you living [?] Let me hear it for the city, is ya alrightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
