New Jack City

Lyrics

[Intro] CLE, not Cleveland, nigga Free the dawgs, and the demons We back (Late nights, me and bro, DeejayM0, he mix it) Can't make this shit up [Chorus] Come like Dutch how my opps ain't caught no corpse Shot his brethren in the face, fuck, should of waited for his Porsche Trap, trap, trap, we get it poppin' in abundance Pandemonium in the beat, schedule for a substance Like when G Money showed Nino the crack Revolutionary trap move, sellin' a fentanyl patch 013, came out of jail, I had nothing but a passport I went to the LE and put 253 grams in a JanSport Everybody wanna be rich, but nobody wanna put work in though Whеn I was a teen, I lived with the fiends, or I was workin' a ho I sеrved in the streets, my due diligence, I'm a CLE capitan I'm lieutenant of the gun squad, my nigga we fund the action My nigga, lets be honest, no cappin' or whatchamacallit I'm legendary in them jail cells, how I beat man till they vomit GQ with a handting and a fat ring for the dress code Free them niggas on the south range that ain't never stopping when they press code (Free up) [Verse 1] Woah, woah I beat the Heat like the Mavericks Red beam with flashlight, how my gun go go gadget It look like New Jack City in my trap It sound like "caching", money whenever I rap I'm putting it down, lick a shot for my opps, buss gun sounds Supply and demand, what do you know about reinup whole towns He went on a date and he got pitched, flipped, upside down Smith and Wesson hold 10, throw him upside down [Verse 2] Go to the jails, go to the projects, go nigga, quit askin' me They tell you that Pengo, that nigga he 'bout it, he 'bout it like Master P He fly, he gangsta, he getting money, that nigga a masterpiece I'm from the LE, downbottom, I am not talkin' about Grandravine Seen, like 2 crates when I touch down They say "Them LE yutes top left, froze, buss down" Gun convictions from a yute, my Niyah steady barkin' Deyah in my hand in traffic, I don't do compartments Uh P90 or the ruugz Crowds chip it like marathon, shots beat like "Boom, boom" 401 on the highway, Chevrolet like "Zoom, zoom" Free Chaotic out the can, broski coming home soon soon, uh Who you know rap gang shit you can dance to Hoes shaking they ass too, and niggas is making a bag too My opps, they on the net, they begging and ratting, and doing the 'Gram And hoes is bad too, my nigga I do not understand [Chorus] Come like Dutch how my opps ain't caught no corpse Shot his brethren in the face, fuck, should of waited for his Porsche Trap, trap, trap, we get it poppin' in abundance Pandemonium in the beat, schedule for a substance Like when G Money showed Nino the crack Revolutionary trap move, sellin' a fentanyl patch 013, came out of jail, I had nothing but a passport I went to the LE and put 253 grams in a JanSport Everybody wanna be rich, but nobody wanna put work in though When I was a teen, I lived with the fiends, or I was workin' a ho I served in the streets, my due diligence, I'm a CLE capitan I'm lieutenant of the gun squad, my nigga we fund the action My nigga, lets be honest, no cappin' or whatchamacallit I'm legendary in them jail cells, how I beat man till they vomit GQ with a handting and a fat ring for the dress code Free them niggas on the south range that ain't never stopping when they press code (Free up)