Lyrics:
Vroom
HD, uh
Back where I used to be
Nothing like rap where I used to be
Treated like crap where I used to be
And that I refused to be
Was cray
like this, the fuck you expect?
Stay tuned new kids on the block
Make room, Hip Hop 'bout to turn a new leaf (Turn a new leaf)
And I stopped tryna hope
dice in Yahtzee fool!
I "just do it" like Nike, outta 'bama
With ten kids with hammers, hooked to a camper!
Yo next up
It's the g-o-d
Yo yo, get
the talk, and I walk the walk
Like a Teflon Don, but i run New York
When i come outta court, yea i pop the Colt
I keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in
live to spite we
We done hear the news (yeah, bullet)
So we like fuck you too nigga (fuck)
We ain't gotta pretend (2 chainz)
We don’t fuck with you
a barbie
I'ma fuck these hoes (Celine)
I'm on 730
Got a brand new pack like Kid Cudi
I smoke dope like Kid Cudi
Push up and get the slugs from me
I smoke
cutest new kid should've seen my face
Brown boy and I'm sittin good with the high fade
On the track flashin like its pics I'm straight snappin
No cappin in
you famous on yo block
I took cane n made it rock
I Stack cheese wit it like bread
Dese 23’s gone eat his head
Ima crip can’t feel my legs
Dis a stick
a new house
I'm only seventeen, I'm the new kid
Got me a crew, bought 'em jewels, and a Uz' thick
But all good things don't last
Task' came fast,
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
to look like the All-American Kid
From New York City. I wanted to feel like I wanted to be the
All-american Kid from New York), and I walked in, sat
like breathing, yeah
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Used to have a little, now I have a lot
No
away like you fake
Straight out PA short Texas, servin' trees on the West
A money makin' machine, nigga I do it best
With the cream and the cash, by any
and wessun, heckler kotch, whatever you got
Cause what I come with too heavy to cock, clearing the block
Niggas beg me to stop and i'm like (No, no, no...)
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
Cam'ron:
Killa, this is a remix (remix)
Killa Cam (Killa Cam)
Featuring Hell Rell (Ruger Rell)
Let's do it, It's Nothin' Remix
Verse 1
Cam'ron:
Cash
'ma shoot by myself, like a technical foul
City to city, got girls goin' wild
Better not reach for my chain when I jump in the crowd
Lambo' so low, gotta
down like Hussein
Cool down, get rocked for a new chain
Coming down in the block with a new thang
Hit the top with the drop,
Watch the mood change
Nu
Suavebaby you move like a genius
After this I'm finessing a remix
I'm on top and I'm still undefeated
Live the life that you niggas be dreaming
How they say I
Hennesey or Pacardi, gettin' bent at a party
But I flip, be the new face, cover of Trace
This the muthafuckin' remix, we ain't need no Mase
Uh huh uh
My life has got to be like this, it's got to keep going up
I've been in several things, I was in the drug business, then I was in the oil business
I had to take a deep ass hit for this one, y'all
I hope y'all ready for the remix remix on some homegrown bad boy shit
Let's go
Let's get it
Run that
now
Missin' all the blocks cuz I'm surrounded by woods now
It's supposed to be good now
It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down
Fire
We need the fire instead
When I think of daylight, I think of shit like
Breakfast, morning, birds singin', kids playin'
See where I'm goin'?
That means
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