[50cent sample-Intro]
"The hardest from New York they come from Yonkers, they come from Yonkers, they come from Yonkers
The hardest from New York they come from Yonkers
The hardest from New York they come from Yonkers(fades)...
[Sheek Louch-Chorus]
Im gonna sing my song, ima count my figgas
Ima ride on people, ima jerk my n***as
Im keepin it real
Ill put you in jail
So i can be on top
Im gonna pop my sh**, ima hide in the whip
I got a thousands of cops with me dont even trip
Ima keep me a gat
Ill shoot myself
So i can be on top
[Sheek Louch-Verse1](Sheek Talking)
Ayo
Your lil' house party was cute and sh**
I shoulda came there with a suit and sh**, you lil' industry b**h(Haha)
"they dont know kiss in Africa." shut up snitch(f** out of here)
I know sway wanted to ask you way more than he did
Like, why the f** supreme and them doin a bid(damn)
And why can't you come around where you hung as a kid
You turn soft on n***as since you got on top
I know queens can't be proud of candy shop(nah)
Look, you ain't got to make that trash nomore(f** is this)
You rich so everything gon' move out the store
So the next time ima hear you, if it ain't that raw(what?)
Ima tell the hood to close the door
Last chance 50, you betta bring it(last chance 50)
And i dont mean sing it
Let that new b**h witch do that, whadd up baby(whadd up baby)
Ill f** you and ill smurf ya head(Haha)
D-Block, G-unit is dead
[Chorus]
[Sheek Louch-Verse2](Sheek Talking)
Ayo
Can you feel it, nuttin' can save ya(huh)
And i ain't go platinum, im not even major(nah n***a)
But i bet none of them boys wanna put up a wager(what yall wanna do son)
If so tell Sha to hit Soup on the pagers(soup whadd up)
We can do this on cable homey, i ain't playin'
Banks you aight if they can undastand what you sayin'(stop Mumblin'man)
And them boys out in L.A. hot
Game lookin for ya, you betta move around with swat(hinchman whadd up)
Lil' Buck you dont even wanna be there
But since you there, sit your lil' a** down in the chair(sit your lil a** down)
I got more south n***as than you
Matter fact no i dont, its just them south n***as know how i do
I think 50 really wanna be you
Tryna sound all country, this rat just dont know what to do
I got some advice, yall can jump off my dick
Yall ain't f**ing with this D-Block click
[Chorus]
[Sheek Louch-Verse3](Sheek Talking)
n***a ima get rich or get rich
What the f** is this die tryin' sh** about b**h
And what ma**acre? please say you meant ma**cara
Cause this sh** i heard is pretty as this white b**h Farra
Tryna false it, the hood know you lost it dawg
So you can ggggg all the way to the mall(its ova)
And i ain't got half ya dough(uh huh)
Matter fact i dont get nowhere next what you get for a show(f** that)
But the difference is in my crowd ain't no cops
n***as singing on stage like the Four-Tops
No way homey, you turn gay homey(gay homey)
And i dont care what the soundscan said homey(word up b**h)
n***as is trash
Yall came up in our spot but yall is a**
n***as gettin milk on in there face(hold that)
Lil' n***as in Jamaica Queens takin ya base(haha)
Dont worry 50 gon' rat on em, hes gon' close the case(i think he did it man)
[Chorus]
[Sheek Louch-Talking]
Ay im staying away from you n***a. i see how you get down
Haha... oh sh**
What the f**
What you say n***a