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172nd St
by Pdot Double0
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Uptown shit, you know the fuckin' vibes
I tell em stay safe, stay dangerous, stay paid
We from the bottom of the bottom, plottin' on a shot
From the six line train, we was skippin' stops
We was runnin' around, doing stupid shit
Hop the train and walk in with the pack on us and we boofin' it
And when it's beef, you see them heaters and them rugers quick
Probably go inside
'Cause you ain't see no one-on-ones when it was smoke, it ain't no fair way
Just like them cyphers in the staircase
Or them cyphers on the rooftops
Or them cyphers NYU got
Enough was said, if you had a place to sit then we was probably puttin' smoke in it
And even if we standing up, I'm smoking backwoods so it don't even matter
She want the lovey dovey, got the wrong guy
I'm smoking OG now my vision blurry, I thought I was cross eyed
Me and the money tend to stick together, no apartheid
And I wanna get higher than the roof and let the dogs fly
Your plug selling you that mid, you got a mild high
My shit is more like NBA the way I'm dunkin' from the foul line
And I just pass her like a quarterback
You got a bag of reggie, might as well just go and give that quarter back
Stick to the code, but these boys is really far from that
And be a man, but these boys is really off that
And when it come to real friends, it's two things that can't be separatin'
Money or some pussy, I guess y'all forgot the legislation
Act like they don't know the rules so I reiterate, no hesitation
Any disrespect can be met with retaliation
Do not step on different blocks and try to play 'em like a band
'Cause this shit is quick to get out of pocket like a trend
When it jump off
Like five story buildings and shit
Everything on point, I'm shootin' with precision and shit
He touched down and we scored like six of them shits
The bass hit so hard it got the spot jumping out the ceilin' and shit
Yo, I tell 'em stay safe, stay dangerous, stay paid
I need all payment first before I send the pack in and if it never arrive, then I don't know what happened
I'm gone
It's P
Southside Bronx, what up
Soundview, what up
Six line, what up
I'm gone
Uptown shit, you know the fuckin' vibes
I tell em stay safe, stay dangerous, stay paid
We from the bottom of the bottom, plottin' on a shot
From the six line train, we was skippin' stops
We was runnin' around, doing stupid shit
Hop the train and walk in with the pack on us and we boofin' it
And when it's beef, you see them heaters and them rugers quick
Probably go inside
'Cause you ain't see no one-on-ones when it was smoke, it ain't no fair way
Just like them cyphers in the staircase
Or them cyphers on the rooftops
Or them cyphers NYU got
Enough was said, if you had a place to sit then we was probably puttin' smoke in it
And even if we standing up, I'm smoking backwoods so it don't even matter
She want the lovey dovey, got the wrong guy
I'm smoking OG now my vision blurry, I thought I was cross eyed
Me and the money tend to stick together, no apartheid
And I wanna get higher than the roof and let the dogs fly
Your plug selling you that mid, you got a mild high
My shit is more like NBA the way I'm dunkin' from the foul line
And I just pass her like a quarterback
You got a bag of reggie, might as well just go and give that quarter back
Stick to the code, but these boys is really far from that
And be a man, but these boys is really off that
And when it come to real friends, it's two things that can't be separatin'
Money or some pussy, I guess y'all forgot the legislation
Act like they don't know the rules so I reiterate, no hesitation
Any disrespect can be met with retaliation
Do not step on different blocks and try to play 'em like a band
'Cause this shit is quick to get out of pocket like a trend
When it jump off
Like five story buildings and shit
Everything on point, I'm shootin' with precision and shit
He touched down and we scored like six of them shits
The bass hit so hard it got the spot jumping out the ceilin' and shit
Yo, I tell 'em stay safe, stay dangerous, stay paid
I need all payment first before I send the pack in and if it never arrive, then I don't know what happened
I'm gone
It's P
Southside Bronx, what up
Soundview, what up
Six line, what up
I'm gone
