Lyrics
And Now
Ladies and Gentlemen
Let's Get Ready For New York
G Wash
Minnesota Money Boss
I'm from NY NY
The number one city boi
Believe the underworld ugly as hell
Ain't nothing pretty boi
You know all kinds of
Drugs be for sale
Coke Spot Dope Block
Use your EBT to get trees
Out the smoke shop
Youngins got no big homie
Being gangsta is regular
They only respect Navy Federal
Bank Of America
Niccaz the streets say is credible
That's some retarded shit
How the leader of the set
Was a rat before he started it
Now why he got shot? Was on a block
He had no business selling
Quality Down
That's why they letting
In these Venezuelans
Follow Me Now
How civil rights is now
Second class
To illegal migrants
Then expect my peoples
Not to resort to evil violence
Eric Adams we got a problem
10K on them cards?
Man its hard
Not to rob them
Its time for yall rap niccaz to quit
But if you can't get a job
Meet me at Nine Live City
Come get down with the mob
Listen
Listen listen
I don't wanna come here
And I'm from here
You heard
Slick Talk God
Hit the Bronx blocks
For that pack money
Make sure I'm paid out
Summertime in Harlem
It look like a parade out
Brown skin cuties with the doobie
Look like a nice fuck
A bunch of get money niccaz
In drop tops with white cups
Hit Queens iced up?
You better know round that
You might see a bunch of houses
But that's where it goes down at
My mans a scammer he from Brooklyn
With them cards he know the steps
Only time I'm in Staten Island
I'm hanging with Ghost and Meth
You sure you wanna come here?!
Goodz!!!
Slick Talk God!!!
BX
New York City!!!
That Blu Stu Chicken Nicca
Writer(s): G. Washington, Goodz Da Animal, Minnesota Money Boss
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