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[1st Verse]


New York


Yeah we G'ed up


Act up


Clap the back of your knees up


Packin' the Mack in the back of the Beemer


Taxin' your cash and you asking to ease up


I want to rock now


Comply or get shot down


I know


You goin hire some cops now


Coca


Sun down to sun up


Kily Cartel use to be a runner


D Boy


Stamp bricks with smiley faces


Show you how to turn that powder to a hundred acres


Let's get it


Thank god for making crack raw


Now how you want it


The window or the chainsaw


Crack


Yeah I'm nice with the knife game


Ice pick change your life with one strife man


Too much rappin and we don't rat


We do it for them trap stars serving them packs


And e'er nigga know from way back to Houston


Joes a go when push comes to shootin'


The four four will loose more then just a tooth man


A hundred shots will rip your top like where the fuck the roof went





[Chorus]


I think he said something


Bring 'em back to me


I let the chopper groove


And let the Mack boogie


You better think about it


Boy you better think about it


You better think about


Boy you better think about it


I got no papers on all them guns


So when I pull 'em out your ass best run


Crack


You better think about


Boy you better think about it


You better think about


Boy you better think about it





[2nd Verse]


This ain't for the niggaz hob nobbing in closets


This is for them niggaz that suppling their projects


Man catch beef say my nigga I got this


Right in broad day twist a nigga then pop shit


I ain't playin'


I got big guns


My niggaz barely speak English


They'll lift son


The strip is mine


Naw, you ain't eatin' here


I run this shit


At least in some recent years


And y'all know who rep the streets most


Terror squad we put the E in East coast


So be easy like T I said


Or them things ull pop up like a Chia pet


Or Chi Ali or any given clapper


Exorcist style get your shit spun backwards


Them pistols ull go your brain go's splatter


A minute ago you said you'd get at us


Now why you have to go talk like that


Get ya body outlined with the chalk like that


I guess he must a thought I'd a fought them cats


The oldest rule in the books


you should have brought them gats





[Chorus]