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New York, Jersey, Philly; New York, Jersey, Philly

New York, Jersey, Philly — you know I keep it filthy

Out in New York, Jersey, Philly; New York, Jersey, Philly

New York, Jersey, Philly — check it

Rockin spikes and a beater, beside me a diva

I’m hearin all the talk of how you ride with a heater

Make sure I don’t survive but when I see ya

You (Sleep With a Broke Heart), like you went and took advice from Alicia

Tell me if you really wanna take it there

Best in the world if you ain’t remained aware

Latest gear, love nope, hate it yeah

You and your scared style’ll get aired out, start stop and stare now

Change the truck’s grille, yeah the car got veneers now

Lot of rappers spittin shit, I don’t wan' hear now

They talkin Gucci but they shoppin at Sears now

If you weren’t prepared now, you ain’t get the warnin yet

So I’ma go hard early, call it mornin sex

New York, Jersey, Philly; New York, Jersey, Philly

New York, Jersey, Philly; tinted up, rims silly

If a nigga try and kill me, chalk it up as the brother whylin

Your mind playin tricks on you, get off Shutter Island

Showin you somethin you never would see, I’m gettin checks every week

You tryin to meet your executive needs, I’m in executive suites consecutively

Somebody had to body ya, guess the job was left to me

So when I kill the track they can’t charge me with double jeopardy

They asked you if I’m a boss and you say «No sir»

How you don’t concur? My gopher got a chauffeur

Standin on the couch in the club with a nympho

Reppin Slaughterhouse, see the blood on the window

I try and get wealthy, bein broke gettin healthy

So I ain’t tryin to buy whatever shit they try and sell me

Got a broad up in the telly I could trust her what you tell me

Still bringin (Lunatics) with me, yeah I learned that trick from Nelly

Cause I know that it get urgent, when they see you just splurgin

Strip club, in the private room tryin to fix the curtains

Wanna cause a big excursion, run up on the kid squirtin

Make sure the mac ain’t broke and you ain’t buy the Knicks version

Out in New York, Jersey, Philly; New York, Jersey, Philly

Nissan, Honda, Chevy — my stash is never empty baby

Nissan, Honda, Chevy; Nissan, Honda, Chevy

Nissan, Honda, Chevy — th-the D’s will never get me

In my hoopty I be swervin, the public’s who I’m servin

Boost phone forever chirpin, I’ll be out there puttin work in

Know them dirty boys lurkin, if they nab me then it’s curtains

So when I’ll go see a person I spend the blocks so I’m certain

that it’s cool, I’m no fool, see Raul is more than reckless

So I meet him when it’s busy at that Meek or Morgan exit

Off that BQ, B-B-B-B-B-B-BQE near Mickey-D's

And occasionally treat myself to a nice little fish and cheese

I’m really really in the street, bein broke’s my enemy

Teachers said I’m dumb but I dropped out and I know chemistry

I make that soft get hard

And meet my homie Pito in the parkin lot of Home Depot off Northen Boulevard

I got my route down packed, I’m about my stacks

And my mouth don’t chat, I let my bout-bout clap

But I ain’t with that though, I’m tryin to get that dough (yaowa)

Beamer, Benz or Bentley? Oh no, I stay low

In that Nissan, Honda, Chevy; Nissan, Honda, Chevy

Pistol clip and pistol — that’s all I rap about

It’s my pistol clip and pistol, pistol clip and pistol

Pistol clip and pistol — that’s all I rap about bitch

My dick is like a missile, my pistol’s in my pants

But my dick is hangin lower than my pistol clip and pistol bitch

Now we talkin 'bout my dick, you know yo' shit big

when your bitch give you head and her mouth is only 'round the top of it

Now let’s talk about my pistol clip

If the gun is playin music than the pistol clip’s the instrument

The soldier holdin onto the fo'-fo's composin

The drummer’s BRRRRRRRRRRRR, 7−6-2's explodin

I’m about to stop talkin 'bout my dick, pistol and my pistol clip

Dick, pistol, pistol clip, bitch, I’m a hypocrit

If you say, fuck the world that mean that I’m literally

tryin to put my big, big dick in it

My, pistol clip, pistol whistlin

… I hope you listenin

Pistol clip, pistol big dick, now your bitch is interested

I’m 'bout to enter it and injure it

I am not indirect, I am so motherfuckin BLUNT

Pistol clip, pistol dick, BITCH!

I’m sayin — you like, «Oh my God, get that gun out of my face»

It’s not in yo' face, it’s in my hand

Pistol clip and pistol

Tequila, vodka, Henny

Tequila, vodka, Henny — that liquor fuckin with me

It’s tequila, vodka, Henny; tequila, vodka, Henny

Tequila, vodka, Henny — that liquor fuckin with me

Yeah I’m nickels dimes and pennies, I’m dollars fives and twenties

And I’m twenties fifties Benji’s; buy Beamers, Benz and Bentleys

Buy bullets, guns and semis; buy Louie, Gucci, Fendi

Fuck Wendy’s, Mickie’s, Denny’s; I’m Morton’s, Chow’s and Benny’s

With Keisha, Tasha, Kimmy, Felicia, Shauna, Cindy

Jameeka, Dawn and Jenny, Tamika, Rhonda, Nikki

They from New York, Jersey, Philly on tequila, vodka, Henny

Patron, Ciroc and Remy, some weed, shrooms and pilly’s

Now we loco, loony, silly; fuck they mouth, box and titty

That’s brains, breast and kitty, while I’m drunk, fried and tipsy

While I’m twisted high and dizzy, pussy juicy hot and pretty

Gushy, gooey, sticky, gushy, gooey, sticky

Bitch I’m Eazy, 'Pac and Biggie off tequila, vodka, Henny

Spit like Wayne, 'Ye and Drizzy mixed with M.J. and 50

In my Nissan, Honda, Chevy, my pistol clip and pistol grip

Rappers got a bigger buzz, bitch I got a bigger dick

That was my Royce line

I’m on my Cali, Brooklyn, Jersey and Detroit time

(Slaughterhouse) Them boys grind

We goin past the top, so Mount Everest won’t cut it

You low budget, we 'bout to go public

Tequila, vodka, Henny; tequila, vodka, Henny

Tequila, vodka, Henny — that liquor fuckin with me

It’s tequila, vodka, Henny; tequila, vodka, Henny

Tequila, vodka, Henny — that liquor fuckin with me