Troy Ave - Major Distribution (Keymix) lyrics

[Intro:] Yea I'm gonna take this and straight through, ya heard? Powder, powder I'm a [Hook:] In my backpack it's one bricks, two bricks, three bricks, four Yo, foreign away In my backpack it's one bricks, two bricks, three bricks, four Yo, foreign away In my backpack it's one bricks, two bricks, three bricks, four Yo, foreign away In my backpack it's one bricks, two bricks, three bricks, four Yo, powder [Verse:] Them n***as don't drive like me, they don't shout like me sponsored links He ain't never go put in work with a man like me If you ain't d**h, dumb and a blind then you must see That I'm the only new n***a reppin NYC The right way, big body Benz, I might say Drop top Jeep on a right day See me in Barclay, tickets for the season And I'm the next fan boy, flows for no reason Money long, short temper and it's never you won't feel it Nice, ironic, I got the chubby home, chubby gone But I'm ba**, new weight, odo rims say Real life, one take, and scene of the crowd They ain't even know my rely I sweep fine Many chicks laying next to me, really just be fine Tell er why I'm on the low, red bone ergo And I do that, left her snoarin in Kettlo [Hook:] In my backpack it's one bricks, two bricks, three bricks, four Yo, foreign away In my backpack it's one bricks, two bricks, three bricks, four Yo, foreign away In my backpack it's one bricks, two bricks, three bricks, four Yo, foreign away In my backpack it's one bricks, two bricks, three bricks, four Yo, powder [Outro:] Yea n***a, bricks in my backpack 4 Or should I call it New York City: The Album? It's on her motherf**in way We droppin these chizz every phrase so every 15th of the month I'm a restore the feeling And then take it somewhere else, you heard? In the bag when Dib sat and G-Unit they was dropping quality and quantity music n***as lost that, n***as lost their identity They don't know who the f** they n***a I'm proud to be from New York n***a I'm from Brooklyn n***a This what I represent n***a I show that, you seen on my videos, you hear it in my voice You seen in my swag I got chick too on my motherf**in collar n***a Come on man, what f** here's got a white leather with the chinchilla Man the n***as used to rock the white avorex leathers I was too young to get one But I said man once I get old enough I'm a restore the feeling I got a white but it's soft leather With chinchilla on the cop, n***a that boy cray BSB period n***a, ain't nobody f**in with us That's a fact We was going hard in America In case you didn't know Troy Ave, aha