Where You At (feat. Springz, Cashay Casino & Bodega Velli)
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Everybody wanna be killers wanna be militant Nigga this the bronx where everybody be killing shit No this not chicago nigga we not drilling shit Nyc this where the realest of the realest is Bronx where you at where you at nigga Harlem where you where you at nigga Brooklyn where you at where you at nigga Queens where you at staten island where you at Yea im from the nine they call it the land Shooters by the deli i hope you understand Feds in the van dont ever play with my fam I be posted on the block im andre drummond with a can Im tryna ball out we got hammers that clear the mall out One six one park the whip in front of the court house Niggas try to front on my team im going all out Bring the dogs out put in work and never call out Niggas couldn't play with me turn ya block to a vacancy They be waiting patiently f*ck yall say it blatantly Picture of my mother behind it thats where the safe will be My man f*ck around and do some years cuz he aint take a plea Nigga f*ck the jails and the court system I shot three niggas please dont be a fourth victim Ill leave ya brains by ya man take ya thoughts with him The four hit him have him shaking like its autism Everybody wanna be killers wanna be militant Nigga this the bronx where everybody be killing shit No this not chicago nigga we not drilling shit Nyc this where the realest of the realest is Bronx where you at where you at nigga Harlem where you where you at nigga Brooklyn where you at where you at nigga Queens where you at staten island where you at Boogie down bully like a boogie in all black Thirty niggas with me they'll catch a body they all strapped Dirty smith and wesson i get the pressing they fall flat Tell yo bitch smd nigga all caps What you call rap man i call wack Tryna stuff shotgun shells in a mac Get clapped body laps put you in a race If you aint like me i aint know it say it to my face Niggas try to catch me in traffic it get tragic Four five auto on me that shit plastic Niggas said i left i disappeared like magic Nah with the left and disappeared like magic Who shot ya big poppa Frank white but the mac sing like Sinatra I dont got time for time im tryna shine Play puff daddy in the club and catch a shyne Man im a mother fuckin bad boy Went from a fuckin bag boy to a bag boy Nine in my bag boy shopping cart mad toys Sky is the limit turn a rock to a astroid Life after death give you death after life Break yo self before you get left at the light Leave you slumped in yo car with a mess at the light Ya man like why the f*ck you took a left at the light Everybody wanna be killers wanna be militant Nigga this the bronx where everybody be killing shit No this not chicago nigga we not drilling shit Nyc this where the realest of the realest is Bronx where you at where you at nigga Harlem where you where you at nigga Brooklyn where you at where you at nigga Queens where you at staten island where you at Im from harlem so you niggas know where to find me duke Ya man want static oh word you gone line me too Ill treat him like he from a 90's group Old kiss ill put a bald head in ya shiny suit I dont give a f*ck what a hater say Cuz honestly im the best nigga spade of spade I used to get crazy with the razor blade Now a g keep that thunder on him like gatorade Collabing with me you need churches I put niggas in hearses when i send niggas them verses And i'm the one that'll feed a nigga lead Springz know who to call when he need a nigga dead Im g'd up my niggas is b'd up And like a dirty dog my bitches is flead up Connect got that work that nigga is key'd up Like im scrolling up the time line nigga i read up Everybody wanna be killers wanna be militant Nigga this the bronx where everybody be killing shit No this not chicago nigga we not drilling shit Nyc this where the realest of the realest is Bronx where you at where you at nigga Harlem where you where you at nigga Brooklyn where you at where you at nigga Queens where you at staten island where you at Im up in my skin three eighty hoping it dont jam If not a nigga end up def bodied or choke slammed You aint getting money pop bottles follow my program Jamie with a fox bitch drive all of my bros ham Red bottoms spike missed him the lead got him No pencil or osha nigga a fed problem Why cuz the silencer silence a nigga silent bruh Additional money now im with it my steps quieter Get to me late with the cake ill make annual converter box Sixty eight escape channel you They bars is weak me and springz create manuals Wife happy daddy proud momma blessing us Aunt Deborah rest in peace love how she lectured us A hunnit days a hunnit nights we helped the bibles out Survival tactics when i creep see what my rivals bout Roses never bleed on my piece to help my diamonds out Everybody wanna be killers wanna be militant Nigga this the bronx where everybody be killing shit No this not chicago nigga we not drilling shit Nyc this where the realest of the realest is Bronx where you at where you at nigga Harlem where you where you at nigga Brooklyn where you at where you at nigga Queens where you at staten island where you at
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