coolin' in New York, I'm chillin' in New York The hoods is on my block and the brother's at the court The baseball hats is on and the projects is calm
years That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door While those around him criticize and sleep Criticize and sleep And through a fractal on a breaking
When your baby leaves you all alone And nobody calls you on the phone Don't ya feel like cryin', don't ya feel like cryin' Well, here I am honey, c'mon
different meaning Since you been gone Don't you hear it now, oh Since you been gone Don't you hear it now, oh Since you been gone Precious memories keep a lingering on
knows if i'd lose all my ground and see your smile decompose so i rest on the fact that i love you i suppose and i hang like the colors on a blind man
own rock band, it's got to jump off, it's real black hardcore Band called Bodycount, and a, on some of the records I'm like layin' Some vocals on it
Polo sheets is what I lands on Back against the wall and my two feet is what I stand on Diva in the room, she blowin' me just like a band horn Got her on
game got me, hold up Here we go again Just spent a hundred of that brown paper bag money, all on timbs And the bad *** all on him 'Cause the cars that
not playing zero tolerance for that fake sh-t get shot playing, that's how we on it yeah its rap til we start spraying when you see the nozzle on that k
click, just pulled a lick Now what you really wanna know about the gangsta shit [Slimm Calhoun] Back on the scence, a sack of green sitting on crome and rubber bands
smell sweet All these niggas think they sell them on Canal Street I'm sittin' twelve feet, fuck, can you tell me I let the 12's beat, 'Nightmare on
wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto I want settle get on my level they can't Stop me or drop me nigga they got me f**k naw Little
out Get into some pop music, put a rock band out Got wit' my nigga K, Kool and Whop Green Lantern had my shit on the block Killed it in Flex now these labels tryin' to jump on
I'm not a choo choo, I'm a tugboat Hater pray to god that I turn slow Like I'm sipping on purple But I ain't on your glow I'm in a whole 'nother circle
All these bandz on me, all this ice on me, all these hoes on me Everything on me Zan with that Lean Nuthin but Irene Hoes going crazy when I'm on the
new Mariah Everybody on me with that five on the side Shotgun shawty holdin down the whole half Young Soulja Boy make the trap go ham Yellow diamonds on
gas out Take the K out, I'm gone take off on the haters Talking down on me, but I rose up like elevators At the same time my mind was on money I couldn
rims spin half a million dollars spent on the house i live in even more spent on the seat i sit my ass in soulja boy tell em a.k.a the assasin prises
