Give Up the Goods (Just Step) feat. Big Noyd

歌詞

Ayo, Queens get the Money, long time no cash I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast The fool retaliated so I had to think fast Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last Now who the fuck you think is living to this day? I'm tryna tell these young niggas crime don't pay They looked at me and said, "Queens niggas don't play Do your thing, I'll do mine kid stay outta my way" It's type hard tryna survive in New York state But can't stop till I'm eating off a platinum plate Po-po comes around and tries to relocate me Lock me up forever but they can't deflate me 'Cause having cash is highly addictive Especially when you're used to having money to live with I thought, step back, look at my life as a whole Ain't no love, it seems the devil done stole my soul I'm out for delfia, selfia, P's not helping ya I'm tryna get this Lexus up, plus a cellular Yo, Big Noyd! (What up, cousin?) I can't cope With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope Yo, it's the R-A-double-P-E-R-N-O-Y-D Niggas can't fuck with me Coming straight outta QB, pushing an Infiniti You ask can I rip it constantly? Mentally? Definitely, to the death of me, come and test me Trust me, nigga couldn't touch me if he snuff me So bust me, you're gonna have to, 'cause I'ma blast you My lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual I'm born with it, I'm getting on with it And I'ma have it 'ill I'm fucking dead and gone with it 'Cause I'm a what? Composer of hardcore, a lyrical destructor Don't make me buck ya, 'cause I'm a wild muthafucka You know my flow, you know my steelo Even pack my gat when I go to see my PO Jump out my hooptie, pass my gat and my lucci To my shorty in case my PO try to troop me To the island, and if I start wildin' Flipping on niggas walking around with the nice gold medallions But she didn't violate me, so I escaped, see Back to Queens, pumping the fiends, making more CREAM Know what I mean? I'm a natural born hustler Won't try to cut ya, pull out my 4-4 and bust ya Yo, ain't no time for faking jacks 'Cause brothers that fake jacks get laid on their backs The streets is real, can't roll without steel I feel how I feel 'cause I was born to kill Do what I gotta to eat a decent meal, brothers is starving Don't try to find a job, son, it's all about robbing So don't be alarmed when we come through We supposed to, if you opposed to, get your face blown, dude Off the map, 'cause I react, attack A brother wasn't blessed with wealth, so I act like that Drug dealing, only mess with shorties that's appealin' I'm frontin' on the world once I start 4-wheeling 'Cause back on the 41st Side, we do it right Sipping E&J, getting bent all night Yo, who that? I never seen him in my whole life Step to his business 'cause it's only right Po-po ain't around so I grab my pound Money retaliated so I hit the ground My life is on the line, gotta hold my projects down Can't see myself getting bodied by a clown Ass nigga that ain't even from my town Hit him up in the chest, now he's laying man down Jetted up from under the benches, I started hearing sirens I stop firing, to cut ass like a diamond Jetted to the crib piece, what a relief Stashed the heat then proceeded to peep Out the window, call my son "Yo son, we got beef, but no question Money had a problem so I solved him" I got my mind on a stick-up, now it's time to get paid Thinking of ways to take loot already made There's crime in the air, ain't no time to be afraid Give me yours or get laid Give up the goods or get sprayed I got lots of love for my crew that is No love for them other crews and rival kids All them out-of-town niggas know what time it is And if they don't, they need to buy a watch, word up Caught up in the crossfire get theyself hurt up While I be sipping gin straight in a plastic cup On a park bench on 12th Street, my whole crew's famous You tried to bust your gat and keep it real but you nameless First of all, slow down, you on the wrong route Let me put you on your feet and show you what's it all about The street life ain't nothing to play with No jokes, no games, kid For years I been doing the same shit Just, drinking liquor, doing bids Extorting crack heads, and sticking up the stick-up kids