Papoose - Try You lyrics

I'm from down the hill The borderline of the stainville It's do or die never ran never will You talk a blood war, I wanna see if it's real I try you motherf**er I try you I try you these n***as man, I try you I try you motherf**er I try you I try you them n***as man, I try you n***as be straight frontin' I move around with the thing on my waist thugging It's no hate, I don't hate nothing Man I told them they ain't like that And none of them ain't sayin' nothing Man I came out the gate buzzing Never let a n***a stand and my fate bluffing Warrup son, ain't nothing I took so much money in the start n***as think I'm bank cutting Ayo DJ play something The south cool we be digging they wave cousin We getting drunk we straight bugging Brooklyn n***as up in here homie We ready to lace something I breathe heavy still got that weed in my lungs Them lames hating on me but tell them I'm back son New York on my back it's a rap the rap's gone I'm from down the hill The borderline of the stainville It's do or die never ran never will You talk a blood war, I wanna see if it's real I try you motherf**er I try you I try you these n***as man, I try you I try you motherf**er I try you I try you them n***as man, I try you He say he a G and his thing be squeezing I don't believe 'em He say he up in the can his name was ringing I don't believe 'em, I don't believe you I ain't see that when I see you I straight try you man I don't leave you What I carry in them robin jeans is lethal They couldn't mess with me when I was wearing vin diesel Always bragging you with the next man chick But that make you a snake if that man in your cling And then that dogs they don't know what they doin' Always tryin' to get views until you give 'em a viewing Funeral home another life ruined All the cheap shots stop when n***as start shooting Airing them if they start moving leave 'em with all dirty three in his back Treating them like Patrick Vieira I'm from down the hill The borderline of the stainville It's do or die never ran never will You talk a blood war, I wanna see if it's real I try you motherf**er I try you I try you these n***as man, I try you I try you motherf**er I try you I try you them n***as man, I try you All that gangsta talk All that big money talk I still try you man I wanna see if it's real This goes out to all my n***as man Who they proclaiming that n***as supposed to be this and He supposed to be that And you looking at them and that thought just crossed your mind like I try you n***a I know you growing late all my real n***as relate In case you to the d**h of me The dream is the album coming soon I know you hear my footsteps bozo King of New York talk This the lords of the land man This the lords of Brooklyn Anybody can get it Ain't not favor