Stay Alive In NYC-Memphis Bleek
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TXT Stay Alive In NYC-Memphis Bleek 文本歌词
Yea
Yea street life
Gutter sh*t
Soldier life ni**a
Get it right
New York City
Where I'm from
Live are Die
Marcy
Do what you do
Check it out now
Yo I'm here to put my thing down
Set up shot with coc*ine now
Pick off niggas who aint down
I'm in the game now
Brought a couple of cats from the way down
Who know how to slang thows
And grimmy niggas who aim wild
Who juss want to rep
And wet niggas who think foul
Ran into Jay while I'm clappin this math
This crab show me some slab
Now I'm tryna get back
We played the out skerch
Ni**a smoother then my shirt
Spit a couple of words, a pound, then he merked
Sh*t he left skid marks
I let the clip spark
When off in the hood
Played the bench till its dark
I'm profouned to the drug game
A thin line between love and hate
Some niggas I love to hate
I thought my connect respect me
This ni**a got bad words since some haters wet me
Chorus 4x's
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soilder
Check it
Yo I'ma soldier to the heart
Through my blood line
One way to catch a crab is always on his front time
I keep a chicken on a bench flippin
Grippin
I smoke w**d but this sh*t got a ni**a slippin
A herb seed burn me, drop the L
Spot it through my per-if-u
This ni**a tryna murder me
Shorty wop jumped in front of me
Caught one
Blaze back empty empty the roots
Through the b**ch niggas, take that
Niggaz killed my down b**ch
Bust around b**ch
I dont know who clapped
So I dont hang around
Sh*t
Lame beat me on the ounce of raw
Dominican ni**a
Look innocent ni**a
F**k it I'ma finish this ni**a
Back the coop out the lot
Cock one in the drop
Put the burner in the dash fee dipped in black
Got Bleek on alert
For the cat who beat me on the stack
Chorus 4x's
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soilder
Yo, Yo
Slow money, broke niggas, no w**d
One gun
And my down b**ch gone
Got a ni**a on the run
Strip hot
Niggas came through
Bang shots
Have me sleeping in my wheels
To the real get got
Now I play the cut
On some ni**a what sh*t
Flip fo-in-dicals
For real now who wants it
Two blocks from the Jay's this ni**a lay
He pump trays
Try'n to get the Memph man put away
His next option
Pack up get out of dodge
When he caught I'ma let the fifth give his face a massage
Too much dro got my eyes low
On the creep triple black down
Cuz I'ma cripple that clown
Spotted him by WoodHall
Niggas think the fe-in took off
Like he ran track or he played football
Hot day and everybody outside
I'ma catch him on that block
Where the hot wips ride
Ride slow this ni**a out burning trees
Wit a bad b**ch
I'ma put his brain on her sleeve
I'ts already cocked
I move slow up the block
Jumped out
Made him tounge kiss the glock
I Squeeze two
And niggas seen this ni**a drop
Cold of the street and forever stay hot
Motherf**ker
Chorus 4x's
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soldier
