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New Jack City (Explicit Album Version) - DJ Kayslay/Posta Boyz/Shells/C***idy/
Written by：S. Dixon/W. Cintron/B. Reese/P. Bernard/J. Hood/Lamont Porter
Poster Boy Fosterville Kay Slay the Drama King
F**k with the kid gotta throw ya moms over the bridge
RP put the hawk to ya over ya ribs
Keep thinkin' that the god is chillin'
I'm the reason custies is comin' to the Carter Building
And it ain't no telling what I do
They may find ya body on 16th smelling like a jew
I'm the number one stunna when it comes to the east
In the Jag with the 40 cal under the seat
***** this is my block Name a ***** who run me out
Friday come you and you have your money out
Son my gun'll bring a playboy bunny out
Somebody gotta die I'm a try ya hunny out
Send her to ER with half her tummy out
No C section no infants coming out
She can't have babies again
Me and Kay getting money so its feeling like the eighties again
Holla
Ayo You boys is silly I'm next since Pac and Biggie
And I'm Bout Major Figgas like Dutch and Gillie
Catch Shells all star weekend down in Philly
On my hip pack heat like a bowl of chilly
Look I Clap milli's act willy you a chump
Only kid in the hood with elevators in his truck
See I flash bucks rock all black doors
And my watch ice'd out like Jacobs store
When you boys gon learn I got this game lock
What you got for your deal I spent on X Box
Keep fronting like you hungry I'm a feed you a biscuit
I got rock and roll bullets leave limps like bizkit
So hey its ya life involved act like it is
My chain light gray like trash can lids
If one of yall take my chain none of yall live
You like I ain't do it Shells One of yall did
Cause A lot of yall are fakin' one minute is As salamu alaykum
2 minutes later is where's my salami bacon
*****s swear the product they makin' requires rocking an aprin
They liars cause its Betty Crocker they baking
Not that I'm saying that I Cook Cause I don't
But I keep it as raw as you seen it before it was put on the boat
The hookers'll open they jaw for free
F**k being a gentleman ya girlfriend open the door for me
When a pimp walk the beat you shut up one day
The day the dick had ya mother next up one way
I come up one way drunk pushing a porshe
Make beef and I'm cooking the sauce Gravy
I be looking like a boss
I pop at ya hood on ya snorkle till I have the fur looking like a scarf
Looking like I robbed 'em
Tell cops is easy to find like chinks in a nail shop
Holla cheah
Ayo get back get back for I click clack click clack
Where that **** at get that 'for I bust shots
Get crunk if you want to drunk if you want to
Front if you want to and get slumped with the gun too
Gimme mine cause any time I could run through
And put ya brains on the mini blinds in sun roof
Try run dog you can try hide man
But when I bust the gun dog you gon die man
I drinking rum dog and I'm getting high man
Say good bye man or a prayer aman
Look it ain't hard to get at you dudes
I screw waitresses that'll slip **** in ya food
I got yay for sale and I got crazy shells
I got it locked from illadelph to atl
The wait is over I'm a take it over
I'm a bubble like vinegar and baking soda
Easy
Ayo I'm a d block ***** I don't respect wack rhymes
If you had a gat in a clock you couldn't kill time
Yall cowards don't want beef why even start
Yall like dicks in the pool none of yall hard
Come thru in the spit white 330 with a mean birdie
Holding my hammer cause she know its dirty
You got questions holla at me I tell you what's what
Lay you on ya back and yall chumps'll really see what's up
On the real yall *****s better chill
Think ya crew spitting flames I'll put ya hot dogs on the grill
It gotta be a conspiracy if *****s ain't feeling me
Like a ***** with no eyes yall not seeing me
Call me a director I give clips to ya broad
Bullets is like gum how they stick in ya jaw
Go 'head call the narcs I put a hole thru ya heart
And leave you on the train tracks in a shopping cart
This ain't just beats and bars its things I'll do to you
You incompetent f** k I'm trying to get through to you
The gauge'll open ya chest like vics
How you went from being soft to hard *****s is dicks
I don't wanna hear nothing about ya coke and ya toast
Liars get shot in they tongue
I'll put the mack to ya throat motherf** ker
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