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Lyrics

[Intro: Ras Kass] Yeah! Man, I'ma pull this whole motherfuckin' map across all the way east, nigga, and make it Brooklyn, California. Tek and Steele, what up? We long overdue, my niggas! Inshallah! Put that on something, it's yo mamas BK, LA like Go Dodgers 42 shots from the llamas We robbin‘, son, for your dollars [Verse 1: Tek] I'm tryin' to add commas and multiply figures Save them games y'all playin' for them little niggas (Stop playin' with me, niggas!) It's crunch time when I get to it (when I get to it) War scars, show you how I been through it (how I been through it) My cloth is different than my talk too (talk too) So if it's fuck me, then it's fuck you (Fuck you, nigga!) Militant minded, razor sharp like a barber lined it I got it how I got it 'cause I grind it That bullshit offer, I declined it (Nah!) That's insultin' to a nigga that's important (Word!) You must be vein huntin' or linе snortin' You fuckin' with a general that got stripes (got stripеs) A short nigga with a long pipe (Boom!) A decking in the field with Ras overdue (Word!) 42 reppin' on that Dodger blue [Chorus: Steele] Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth Big shotgun slidin' down the street Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak We killin' when we eat Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth Big shotgun slidin' down the street Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak We killin' when we eat [Verse 2: Ras Kass] In the middle of the chaos with the savages Doin' drive-bys on the Central Park horse and carriages Kill more kids than miscarriages With balaclavas in Paris, Fashion Week terrorist (Shot! Shot!) My heritage great, straight facts Stop spendin' money in places that hate blacks Shoppin' duty free, don't pay tax And every feature I deserve at least eight racks My swan song, Ugly Duckling of the industry 'Cause I'm the genius your favorite rapper pretends to be Thugs clubbin', you trap for bottles of Hennessy Overpriced, we cop chilled Tito's over the ice Bottle girl on the CrossFit and healthy eatin' Told her this vodka made from potato, bitch, we vegan (Vegan) Hit chicks over the head like Negan, I be Peter and Peter so I'm repeatin' and gettin' even [Chorus: Steele] Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth Big shotgun slidin' down the street Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak We killin' when we eat Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth Big shotgun slidin' down the street Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak We killin' when we eat [Verse 3: Steele] General! Brooklyn niggas, we don't like to smile In the swamps with the gators and the crocodiles Lock it down, Rock and Ruck, yes, I'm a problem child Gangnam Style, bong, bong, buck 'em down The moon black, get boomed if your tune whack True facts, Nino Brown in the city of New Jack (New Jack) No dry snitchin', no set trippin', ten toes On Sean Price, my sword slice, Kimbo O-Dog, Larenz Tate, been great It's like a jungle outside, nigga, been apes Yeah, playin' on the monkey bars Tryna get to that top level, Donkey Kong I'm from the slums where the junkies from My young guns bangin' them drums, pa-rum-pa-pum Get caught slumberin' in the wilderness Bucktown, home where the villains and the bullets live [Chorus: Steele] Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth Big shotgun slidin' down the street Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak We killin' when we eat Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth Big shotgun slidin' down the street Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak We killin' when we eat