Sha-Cronz - PJ's lyrics

[Intro: ShaCronz (Freemurder)] Straight murda (Division), this is gangsta right here C.C.F., yeah, bring it back home, n***a Where you from? (uh-oh) [Shacronz] Fort Green PJ's, rest in B.K Hop up when you see me, run the streets like relays Did time, sold crack, you got weed, roll that New rims, blue Benz, who them with them throwbacks Freemurda, Shacrizzy, dirty, plus raw bizzy Rip shows, get dough, only hoes ride with me f** what they all say, hustle in the hallway That white sh** you call yae, 145th and Broadway Never been a crook frontin', 'Cronz ready to jook somethin' b**h n***a, we make it known when we took somethin' Surrounded by some thug sh**, Nieta, Kings, Bloods, Crips Crack spots, number hoes, black cops, I love this, where you from? [Chorus: Freemurder (Shacronz)] Freemurder (Shacronz) Where you from? (Fort Greene) Middle side (mobster) Brook-lan (join the team) Division (gangsta) Run with them (gangsta) Ya'll see us (regular) aiyo, we gangsta (uh-oh) [Freemurder] Aiyo, I'm still here, Air Force 1'in' it Here to floss a hundred chicks Right with ya, drunk off that white liquor Gray goose might hit ya, over the melon Who you tellin', we get right n***a This is J-Freemurder, got it from his poppa Known as Big Free Turner Cuffie, did you touch me, yo my goons gon' squeeze burners Pimp halls, ain't a s**er, gettin' balls, take the Rucker Fifth jaw, bang your hummer, forget yours, take a number [Chorus] [Freemurder] Your boy be the mack like Max Julian Tote gats, two of them Right on 'em, stay with some Nike's on 'em Lay back, slick f**er, look how we switch numbers On that Benz-o, you know how the rims go Never stop spinnin', that's how them little chickens Never stop grinnin', that's how the seven got women (Regular!) Pull over, while ya'll in the hood sober Bored as hell, not noticin' I took over [Shacronz] I'mma keep co*kin', heat poppin' Out the club, inches, beat knockin' That sh** that got that Jeep lockin' Get money, buy clothes, sick, hungry, rise slow Sittin' on Mickey tires, hittin' that 5-0 Violate, we must k**, whole team, bust steele In 90, my projects shut down, Deville Seen a lot of rebels try, first the dude pedals by Since '85, my hood known to let the metal fly [Chorus 2X] [Outro: Freemurder] Yo, Fort Greene {*repeat in background 6 times*}