What on earth am I gonna do?
York slang and the way the beats bang
They tore up the parks where
I'm trying to get out this game like
N -O -I -D, 4 -5 on my side, nigga, reppin'
If anything, I'm a shooter like
On the block where the corners at,
I roll with killer gorillas and
Yap your dangle, strangle your mistress
Infamous, we kidnap the witness
tell me and demand respect
I get a chick, get her bent,
Give her a chance to tell
her friends just how good I suck
have him on me, then he know what's next
We throw him in your navvy,
So when we get him in the telly,
Stick and move and grip on they titties,
On these beats by rule, I'm from
On these beats by rule, I'm from
Whoever wanna bang, we can do it, man,
you dudes, we like sugar cane
Glock, cause I don't buy nine,
Way about a buck and change,
won't you hear the sound of what I'm holdin'?
Gold rings like flashin' high beams
Draw white lines on the minds
Proud of y 'all, but livin',
Nah, I mean, they comin', we runnin',
we boatin', we not gettin' caught
They stuntin', we barkin',
fuckin', we not goin' to court
No judges, no lawyers, no bills,
J, gettin' caked, to me it's a sport
It's the life you bought,
Jesus' pain when you ice your cross?
Get sliced by the cross, your face,
Metanoid, split -bound, we coordinate
You suicidal, or are you insane?
Consessing my gangstas like
Homie, all you hear is click,
then you hear the bang -bang