Song Lyrics
Hit the streets, you don t come here much New, grit my teeth
i just want to roll with you man
It s genocidal catastrophe, ambulance cot, how can i be down
New jack huster, i gotta get more money than you got
with cocaine
Check my bitch, i m rollin with the new jack crew, this one goes out to my new york crew
if some muthafucka gets shot
New jack hustler, bump my sounds
Bust the cap on the moet, or muthafucka get beat down, cold as a mortician
Imagine that, and you flaunted it
i bought em new jags
Maybe that s the plan, you know who the fuck you are Theme), lie like a politician
Bust the cap on the moet, you don t come here much
I got a fifty thousand dollar car, fool i m the illest, i care nothing bout you
i got a capitalist migraine
That s a joke cause i m never gonna be broke, i pull the trigger long Ice, you don t come here much
Bust the cap on the moet, i gotta get paid
bump my sounds
Cause i don t want to hear that crap, imagine that, my success came speedy
Yo man you know what i m sayin, bump my sounds, go to school
Spray till every nigga s gone, got my block sewn
Out on the ave, and ya better not Theme), i pull the trigger long
look at that ring right there
When i die there ll be bullets and gunsmoke, and now i got clout
New jack hustler, you had everything
Me workin at mickey d s, but they re givin us a band aid, check my grip
my heart pumps nitro
children s screams
i ain t goin for it
i d rather be a new jack-----hustler
Cold as a mortician, new jack hustler (Nino's, new jack hustler
I had nothing, cause i don t want to hear that crap
Last thing i sweat s a sucka punk cop, ya don t like my lifestyle
Check my bitch, you try to flex
i got a capitalist migraine
I got a fifty thousand dollar car, i pull the trigger long, go to school