New York City
 
 Whats Going On
 
 What you been up too
 
 Yeah I know
 
 Bunch a niggaz nunning around with throw-backs and fitteds on
 
 Niggaz know who started the game man
 
 You know once niggaz start doin you
 
 You got to do something else
 
 Ya know what I'm saying
 
 Do bigger better things
 
 Switch lanes with big and better rings on niggaz
 
 Big nigga shit
 
 Fuck em
 
 Yeah
 
 Aiyyo
 
  
  [Verse 1]
 
 Listen, what you pappas read you thinking I ain't getting sleep
 
 Its way past the streets no doubt the shit is getting deep
 
 L-B-N-Y-G your local heat clappers
 
 Pass the pill man I'm fillin ill
 
 I'm sick of all you cheap rappers
 
 Get the mic up kid yo flow is mad trash
 
 The cast got you talking shit man ya mad ass
 
 I put ya bitch niggaz on from the start yo
 
 Plus I am the wizard that gave you your heart so
 
 I bust a few shots off all ya get still
 
 I run this shit motherfuckers you just lives here
 
 Never wanted problems it wasn't necessary
 
 But I'm a bury niggaz quick fast in a hurry
 
 These fuckers think I'm something sweet because I love the women
 
 Ok these niggaz want problems its problems that I'm giving
 
 The crack started us off the hook and don't look for trouble
 
 This lifestyle I live it we give it to you double
  
 
 [Chorus]
 
 The bank shit official crack stars is who I hang with
 
 Tote my slang with lets give that dude the same shit
 
 The guns pop off of those that come to close to
 
 The fam niggaz track you strike back, yo we supposed to
  
 
 The bank shit official crack stars is who I hang with
 
 Tote my slang with shit give that dude the same shit
 
 The guns pop off of those that come to close to
 
 The fam niggaz track you strike back yo we supposed to
  
 
 [Verse 2]
 
 Aiyyo
 
 These new niggaz run around like they been done it
 
 You just spark enough faggot ass I've been blunted
 
 I gotta team in every borough New York nigga
 
 Watch how you talk, watch where you walk nigga
 
 These jumps wear their steak suits so lets eat ‘em up
 
 They ain't worth it because I let our bitches beat ‘em up
 
 Fuck the star shit I'm up in the bar with
 
 Cast a hustle of the prove we got muscle man
 
 Before you haters out there that can't see me
 
 Mad because your girlfriend bump my CD
 
 Your read easy live with your corny stash
 
 Or get gun up when we run up on your corny ass
 
 Back up off us nigga you the softest
 
 Actin like you sold crack with coppers and officers
 
 Flash back shell-toe thick strings and jewelery
 
 RIP to Freaky-Tah Mike and Cooly-B
  
 
 [Chorus]
  
 
 [Verse 3]
 
 I keeps a Yankee fitted on tracks is spitted on
 
 I have no problems showing mine we can get it on
 
 Its never hate believe me its strictly fact yo
 
 Your corny rap flow match your corny rap show
 
 Shine ahead niggaz time to get niggaz
 
 How y'all coming with that bullshit you spit niggaz
 
 Take a time out you really not moving nothing
 
 Killing me with your fronting like your moving something
 
 To them so called friends of mine that gayed out
 
 You niggaz played out I'm glad you niggaz stayed out
 
 Fuck the crab shit the best of friends is living well
 
 I know you niggaz see me doing me I'm giving hell
 
 Pass the mic crew never did like you
 
 Getting comfortable niggaz ain't invite you
 
 You lame niggaz I'm as hot as a flame niggaz
 
 You know why I'm in this game niggaz
  
 
 [Chorus]
  
 
 [Verse 4: Floetry]
 
 This cowards walking with a complex here
 
 We drop him so quick we from the crib to the film set
 
 Ain't nothing new about the soul or new about your flow
 
 If you want your stripes you got to earn them yo
 
 This goes out to you and you and you
 
 And if you feel it in your heart yo it must be true
 
 Walk how you walk and do what you do
 
 Live while you live we're the proof so we're supposed to
  
 
 [Chorus]