Dirty New Yorker

Lyrics

[Intro: Prodigy] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, uh Yeah... [Verse 1: Prodigy] Baby mama let's roll, here we go, Cheerios Serial killer with the flow and the blow and the dro' And the gun go ring, hit 'em all in a row AK-47, .40-Glock, .44, let 'em know from the door How it go, it's not a joke, there's gon' be a homicide I'mma ride, I'mma rep me a nigga up in the box And send 'em to his folks, his bloods, his kin The drama it don't end, bust a gun Bust a nigga's face open with the hand Tell 'em go tell a friend, tell a cop, tell the FEDS I don't give a mothafuck, you niggas and the pigs I'mma let the world see you, you're a bitch, you're a snitch I'mma Mobb Deep gangsta, Infamous soldier If you got a cold heart then my shit just froze over Range Rover, Chevy Suburban, the bullet proof trim The windows on the crib, bullet proof them [Chorus: Prodigy] You're fucking with a Dirty New Yorker Queens in this bitch fall back or get roped up You're fucking with a Dirty New Yorker Queens mothafucka, move and get smoked up [Verse 2: Havoc] Ay' let's go Yeah, yeah I'm for the drama but I'm so laid back A nigga get at me I'm gon' get 'em right back I will say that, my flows so crack You could put 'em in redtops and bump that back On the block or the corner, you slip you a goner Your nose's getting warmer, the Ds out for ya Get money-money or take money-money Always on my fly shit never catch the kid bummy Shorty on my nuts like sweats And it taste like metal said that's where I keep the Tec What do you expect, ho niggas from let go Me and him was cool, just a mothafucking sec ago Shit, Hav' a professional, nigga kill the noise You ain't mothafucking techno Boy I get several, things that severe you Can't see hell, come here here's a better view [Chorus: Prodigy] You're fucking with a Dirty New Yorker Queens in this bitch fall back or get roped up You're fucking with a Dirty New Yorker Queens mothafucka, move and get smoked up