(No way, Hozay)
(My nigga Deltah in them pots)
[Lil Nuu]
In New York, we slidin' in traffic, I went and grabbed 9
I say, "You got your Glock?", he say, "Yeah, I got mine"
He ready to poke a nigga, he aiming all for his spine
I can't wait to catch that one nigga sent that diss online
I'm from the 'RaQ, you from the Sip
We grab K9 'cause he get busy
Don't pull too close, this shit get risky
I'ma dump 'til my shit empty
Opps say they up, them niggas silly
Got it on me in yo' city
Don't see a nigga fucking with me
She think she mine, this ho dizzy
[Lil Nuu]
Chops and Glocks come with a lot of shots
Niggas from the other side, they better duck they top
Got they bitches wanna fuck, they say that Nuski hot
Crackers ran in the spot, they left empty handed, know that we got that call
I don't like that sneaky beef, if it's up, play ball
He in the chair, we broke him down, he was just tall
You can run, but better not trip, DOA, you fall
I don't want one, I don't want two of 'em niggas, I want 'em all
Fah-fah, clear the whole crowd
We the type when we do the runnin', we chase 'em down
We on yo' ass, we don't give no fuck you out of town
Too many goofies think they good when they out of bounds
[Lil Nuu]
In New York, we slidin' in traffic, I went and grabbed 9
I say, "You got your Glock?", he say, "Yeah, I got mine"
He ready to poke a nigga, he aiming all for his spine
I can't wait to catch that one nigga sent that diss online
I'm from the 'RaQ, you from the Sip
We grab K9 'cause he get busy
Don't pull too close, this shit get risky
I'ma dump 'til my shit empty
Opps say they up, them niggas silly
Got it on me in yo' city
Don't see a nigga fucking with me
She think she mine, this ho dizzy
[Li 9]
I ain't tryna hear nothin' 'bout no nigga slidin', okay, nigga, spin (Okay, nigga, spin)
I been locked in with them killers, most these niggas can't get in (Most these niggas can't get in)
Oh, you got the law? No, pussy nigga, okay, send the pin (Oh yeah, send the pin)
It ain't nothin' to have my young nigga jumping out that van (Jumping out that )
Ah, New York with it on me, shoot a movie, Broadway, uh
Tell Lil Nuu to chill out, he tryna shoot shit, broad day, ayy (Tryna shoot shit, broad day)
Get rich, put your nigga on, that's what my dog say, mm (That's what my dog say)
We leave niggas boxed in like Pac in that hallway, uh (Like Pac in that hallway)
I'm the one hanging out the window when most these niggas drive, mm (When most these niggas drive)
I can't say my opp' been hatin' 'cause most 'em niggas dyin', ayy ('Cause most these niggas dyin')
All these niggas be saying they gettin' it, but most of these niggas lyin' (Most these niggas lyin')
Bitch, you twenty-three with a gold piece, (Grrt-grrt), some shit you can't survive (Grrt-grrt)
[Lil Nuu]
In New York, we slidin' in traffic, I went and grabbed 9
I say, "You got your Glock?", he say, "Yeah, I got mine"
He ready to poke a nigga, he aiming all for his spine
I can't wait to catch that one nigga sent that diss online
I'm from the 'RaQ, you from the Sip
We grab K9 'cause he get busy
Don't pull too close, this shit get risky
I'ma dump 'til my shit empty
Opps say they up, them niggas silly
Got it on me in yo' city
Don't see a nigga fucking with me
She think she mine, this ho dizzy
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