NYC

NYC (Graah Graah) I’m from the a but I’m on my New York shit Get the Glock and we gon boom the shit Kill all the opps, #1 on my to do list Smoking on Quandre, got beat wit a broom stick Niggas be talking, but never be literal Niggas be snitching, they begging for funerals Niggas be capping, this shit is so pitiful One chop got taken, but the gang got plentiful Like it’s BBK Speak on lil Rodney, get shots to the face Like a hose, I’m letting it spray Them bullets gone rain Y’all lost three in one day Damn y’all really fightin thru the pain Like a boxer nigga gon fight for his breath You speak on Trey and we shoot yo ass like Steph Gang in the sky, the smoke be numbing the stress Niggas be high, he yelling while watching his homie get pressed Would u walk thru the rain, or sit in a room and cry out your mess? Fuck saftey first i ain’t wearin no vest Bullets turn to gorillas the way they beat up his chest We took his treasure, but we put back in his chest If I ain’t #1, its fuck all my rest I’m from the a but I’m on my New York shit Get the Glock and we gon boom the shit Kill all the opps, #1 on my to do list Smoking on Quandre, got beat wit a broom stick Niggas be talking, but never be literal Niggas be snitching, they begging for funerals Niggas be capping, this shit is so pitiful One chop got taken, but the gang got plentiful My Killas shooting like curry got limitless range Countin these ms, I got stimulus change Opps flea to Boston so I’m shooting like I’m Danny Ainge My choppy can send you to surgery, the gang prescribe doctor strange I love my original gangsters, them my OGz Niggas be hidin from us, them some pussies Ion give fuck if I’m rich or poor, my gang gone still mean more Disses have us kickin down doors, Glock to ya dome if u throwin up 4s Bullets gon be rainin and pourin Whole family at the cemetery cryin and mournin nigga I’m from the a but I’m on my New York shit Get the Glock and we gon boom the shit Kill all the opps, #1 on my to do list Smoking on Quandre, got beat wit a broom stick Niggas be talking, but never be literal Niggas be snitching, they begging for funerals Niggas be capping, this shit is so pitiful One chop got taken, but the gang got plentiful I’m from the a but I’m on my New York shit Get the Glock and we gon boom the shit Kill all the opps, #1 on my to do list Smoking on Quandre, got beat wit a broom stick Niggas be talking, but never be literal Niggas be snitching, they begging for funerals Niggas be capping, this shit is so pitiful One chop got taken, but the gang got plentiful (Like Graah Graah Gang Gang Gang Nigga)