Lyrics:
the new improved police scanner
Hang the banners, yo cock the hammers
Or forever in life you'll wear a Pamper
It was pivotal when you came with
Nasty with my murd-maid, she sipped it up
I call her my sperm bank, cause my kids in her
Let me stop, cause I know somebody gives a fuck
New year rollin'
and survival
I came for the title MJ in the finals
Every flow classic you should play it on a vinyl
Hit it from the back make her feel it in her spinal
Niggaz
rock diors now but i remember penguins was the kicks
I was always with a few i was never in the mix
If i love you then it's that we gon pop up with
with master degrees.
Quantum physics, specifics, if you listen to lyrics
There's a lesson in the message but you have to just hear it
I was destined by
off like it's Christmas
Believe me
I know that we make this look easy
But you should see all the hours
We put in by the weekly
No weaklings on my team
I'm not
Swagger it's in my roots
New York we the greatest, these rap niggas hate us
Most you niggas wanna be us, I can see it in they faces
They
Team boogie down in the house and it's on
And ya don't stop, punk crews can't top this
Bad land's in the house I'm out to rock it, Beatstreet!
wrong
Haven't felt like this in a little while
Tell it by your smile, you's a pretty little liar
Tell it by your style, you's a little bit of wild
me back to where them bad guys played, aye yeah
Sunshine in the summertime
Unwind we abide by those money signs
Okay sandbox raps yeah we're finna
Gettin' richer and richer, the police took my picture
But I still supplied, some people I knew died
Murders and homicides for bottles of suicide
Money,
Gettin' richer and richer, the police took my picture
But I still supplied, some people I knew died
Murders and homicides for bottles of suicide
Money,
sales like batteries
Dishing rock cause I need money
Like a charity and i ain't gon' stop till
A motherfucker burry me
Battle me go head hype him
Up I'll
than the last one, 'cause a mistake none
But something new was needed in the mix to
Make it as lethal, so lethal that I would think you
Couldn't be
killing the rules
They don't get the message til' they get sentenced in June
Facts over fiction, nigga, what I'm spittin' is true
I talk about the struggle,
the new NWA
The Drac hit harder than Dr dre
Shit make you lean back and rock away
My left wrist brrr, bitch, so icy
Glock in my Girbaud's, yeah up in my
in the trenches (Crazy!)
Even kids catching strays, these streets are unforgiving (Whyyyy!)
Police disrespect us, I wonder why they just be tripping
and the message
In the Rolls Royce like the King of Nigeria
My criteria, smoke cigars
Change rap like Jimi Hendrix changed Rock And Roll
With a broke guitar,
But I kept her in the bag, like rye trips in Chex Mix
I didn't want it, I left it, but ain't lost it
I live a wealthy life, but you will never see me
Bambino
See me in my G mode
The realest niggas never break the G code
Hey fella
We push that rock like Carmelo
Put it in like big dicks in vaginas
Get that
in the hood that what force us in fatality
Some see abortion as brutality
But don't care if the police force academy leave me a corpse in a casualty
on that
I stay on stuff, fuck a cup, I likes to drink out the bottle
Mix Gordon's Gin with Donald Duck ? secure my novel
When, I was fifteen years old
Bottle in my hand, We dont make plans, Esplanade
Man where the party don't end
Party don't end
I mean whats the vibe without gs, I got shooters
You got the cash, well I'm about to come in and embezzle, man
I'm on a whole 'nother level
I put the bass up in your face
And you feeling it
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