NCD gang

Verse 1: I'm from the city that never sleeps The concrete jungle where the drill scene creeps Where the beats hit hard and the rhymes are tight And every block's got a different gang to fight Walk through the boroughs, you'll see the same thing Young boys with guns that'll make you sing Got beef with the opps, so they ride or die And never back down, no matter how hard they try Chorus: New York drill, that's the sound of the streets Where the bass hits hard and the rhymes are heat From Brooklyn to the Bronx, we keep it real In the city that never sleeps, we drill Verse 2: I rep my set, I'm from the East Where the blocks are hot and the guns don't cease My homies ride with me, we don't need no peace We stackin' racks, we don't care 'bout police We hustle hard, we grind all day We don't need no 9-5, we do it our way Got my eyes on the prize, gotta get paid And if you try to stop me, you get sprayed Chorus: New York drill, that's the sound of the streets Where the bass hits hard and the rhymes are heat From Brooklyn to the Bronx, we keep it real In the city that never sleeps, we drill Verse 3: I ain't afraid to die, I'm a soldier I rep my set, I'm a boulder Got my homies with me, we're like a roller coaster We're up and down, always on a poster I spit fire, my rhymes are hot I rep my block, I'm from the spot Where the drill scene's poppin', it's never gonna stop In New York City, we drill 'til we drop Chorus: New York drill, that's the sound of the streets Where the bass hits hard and the rhymes are heat From Brooklyn to the Bronx, we keep it real In the city that never sleeps, we drill