[CHORUS] 2x's Anytime you come to New York City click, click Juvey money, give me your shit click, click Even if I catch you in the ride, you robbed All y'all niggas gonna die word born
[Ms. Cali] I'm an east coast bitch Pull, cock, spit Hot boys shit Straight, run your shit Bling, bling Yeah i want the rolex and chains Medallions and rings Bracelets and earrings Comin' up north Stuntin', niggas we gunnin' Hit y'all for somethin' Hit y'all for frontin' Bitch cat mark from the blocks where i be at Juvenile'll get slapped Bet u understand that B.G., I got you Dope needle pop you Stompin' with big dogs Lil' Wayne wrong game Hop turn south My click still rocks
Eat your face New York Style, you'll get it in streets New getty the streets Beat your head to a break beat Fuck B.G. I'll merk Juvenile Lil' Wayne, you still a child Stay in your place, Fo' i empty in you face You bitch cats get mashed out, catch you in my city Don't check um, lay em down, hit em, buck 50 Ear to ear Bring yo monkey ass up here B.G., them lips, hammers pushed through your shit Up against the wall, bling, comin' off your wrist Face that wall, where yo chopper now bitch Runnin' now trick, it's New York City We don't play fair nigga, we get gritty Fuck New York ha Slick talk ha Quick talk ha We gone fuck you ha Y'all been played out Lungs hanging out Eyes open war you gone die in New York
[chorus] 2x's
What kinda boy put a glock in your head What kinda boy make sure you dead (wodie) What kinda boy take it off your wrist Shove the fifth through your lips Slap the shit out yo chick (wodie) What kinda boy run New York with thugs See them Hotboy niggas fill 'em up with slugs (wodie) What kinda boy run with cats in the south See Juvenile and Wayne, put the gat in they mouth (wodie) What kinda boy can't respect B.G. With them big ass lips, how that nigga gone speak (wodie) What kinda nigga wild out in the club Signing Hotboy shows, just to stick 'um up (wodie) We don't like y'all niggas for real We catch you in New York, click click you deals (wodie) What kinda boy catch Wayne on my girl Put the heat into his braids, give that nigga the curl Boy you got that watch on Gat you up Boy you got that ice on Gat you up You got a 30 mil' deal huh Gat you up You don't know about the real huh Gat you up
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[chorus] 2x's
Wild Boyz run up in your studio bitch Let me catch you in New York on some hot boy shit I'ma murder you, y'all niggas can't come up here We got niggas in the hoop, that make y'all disappear It's war son, beef, I'ma burn your flesh Since y'all wanna be hot, we gone burn you to death Juv, you think its sweet, since the hot bullshit We gone cool you nigga, on some gun bust shit We gone rock you nigga, on some N.Y. shit Let us out, but y'all niggas can't come and chill If we see you, pull ill, chase you, clips spill Nigga U Understand that, clack up, done deal Break y'all crack, corny nigga for this here Y'all set it off, get your city, come up here Bury y'all niggas, hands tied, butt fucked The block hot Wayne, show yo young ass the pain Catch yo potnas shit, word to mind it''ll bang All y'all cowards, gun lead showers Got a bitch with a dick, face fuck y'all for hours
[chorus] 2x's
[Talking] Look y'all cats is assed. Y'all niggas can't rhyme. How you gone settle on my click. You can't come to New York, no more. We see you it's on. You can't come to Brooklyn, we'll rob you and send yo ass back in a box. You can't come to the Bronx, we'll stomp you the fuck out, muthafucka. Any one of the bubbles, y'all barred. You barred from the capital of the world, muthafucka. We catch you in Jersey, we gone gang up on you niggas, take your cars and break your jaws. It's over, see let's get um. Wild Boyz lock this. My click in the south, we gone air y'all out. New York, Jersey, Connecticut, y'all niggas is disconnected from here. Holla back. Mannie Fresh, Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, B.G., and the rest of y'all non-rappin' ass niggas. We gone fuck over all y'all. Y'all ain't Cash Money, y'all crash dummies. That's my word, Wild Boyz, east and south connection. Rest of you muthafuckas stay out my muthfuckin' business, you heard me. What, what up, Wild Boyz
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[Ms. Cali] I'm an east coast bitch Pull, cock, spit Hot boys shit Straight, run your shit Bling, bling Yeah i want the rolex and chains Medallions and rings Bracelets and earrings Comin' up north Stuntin', niggas we gunnin' Hit y'all for somethin' Hit y'all for frontin' Bitch cat mark from the blocks where i be at Juvenile'll get slapped Bet u understand that B.G., I got you Dope needle pop you Stompin' with big dogs Lil' Wayne wrong game Hop turn south My click still rocks
Eat your face New York Style, you'll get it in streets New getty the streets Beat your head to a break beat Fuck B.G. I'll merk Juvenile Lil' Wayne, you still a child Stay in your place, Fo' i empty in you face You bitch cats get mashed out, catch you in my city Don't check um, lay em down, hit em, buck 50 Ear to ear Bring yo monkey ass up here B.G., them lips, hammers pushed through your shit Up against the wall, bling, comin' off your wrist Face that wall, where yo chopper now bitch Runnin' now trick, it's New York City We don't play fair nigga, we get gritty Fuck New York ha Slick talk ha Quick talk ha We gone fuck you ha Y'all been played out Lungs hanging out Eyes open war you gone die in New York
[chorus] 2x's
What kinda boy put a glock in your head What kinda boy make sure you dead (wodie) What kinda boy take it off your wrist Shove the fifth through your lips Slap the shit out yo chick (wodie) What kinda boy run New York with thugs See them Hotboy niggas fill 'em up with slugs (wodie) What kinda boy run with cats in the south See Juvenile and Wayne, put the gat in they mouth (wodie) What kinda boy can't respect B.G. With them big ass lips, how that nigga gone speak (wodie) What kinda nigga wild out in the club Signing Hotboy shows, just to stick 'um up (wodie) We don't like y'all niggas for real We catch you in New York, click click you deals (wodie) What kinda boy catch Wayne on my girl Put the heat into his braids, give that nigga the curl Boy you got that watch on Gat you up Boy you got that ice on Gat you up You got a 30 mil' deal huh Gat you up You don't know about the real huh Gat you up
My glock is hot, my glock is hot (what, what) My glock is hot, my glock is hot (what, what) My glock is hot, my glock is hot (what, what) My glock is hot, my glock is hot (what, what) My glock is hot
[chorus] 2x's
Wild Boyz run up in your studio bitch Let me catch you in New York on some hot boy shit I'ma murder you, y'all niggas can't come up here We got niggas in the hoop, that make y'all disappear It's war son, beef, I'ma burn your flesh Since y'all wanna be hot, we gone burn you to death Juv, you think its sweet, since the hot bullshit We gone cool you nigga, on some gun bust shit We gone rock you nigga, on some N.Y. shit Let us out, but y'all niggas can't come and chill If we see you, pull ill, chase you, clips spill Nigga U Understand that, clack up, done deal Break y'all crack, corny nigga for this here Y'all set it off, get your city, come up here Bury y'all niggas, hands tied, butt fucked The block hot Wayne, show yo young ass the pain Catch yo potnas shit, word to mind it''ll bang All y'all cowards, gun lead showers Got a bitch with a dick, face fuck y'all for hours
[chorus] 2x's
[Talking] Look y'all cats is assed. Y'all niggas can't rhyme. How you gone settle on my click. You can't come to New York, no more. We see you it's on. You can't come to Brooklyn, we'll rob you and send yo ass back in a box. You can't come to the Bronx, we'll stomp you the fuck out, muthafucka. Any one of the bubbles, y'all barred. You barred from the capital of the world, muthafucka. We catch you in Jersey, we gone gang up on you niggas, take your cars and break your jaws. It's over, see let's get um. Wild Boyz lock this. My click in the south, we gone air y'all out. New York, Jersey, Connecticut, y'all niggas is disconnected from here. Holla back. Mannie Fresh, Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, B.G., and the rest of y'all non-rappin' ass niggas. We gone fuck over all y'all. Y'all ain't Cash Money, y'all crash dummies. That's my word, Wild Boyz, east and south connection. Rest of you muthafuckas stay out my muthfuckin' business, you heard me. What, what up, Wild Boyz
my glock is hot, my glock is hot my glock is hot, my glock is hot my glock is hot, my glock is hot my glock is hot, my glock is hot ....my glock is hot ....my glock is hot ....my glock is hot ....my glock is hot ....N-Y-C is hot ....New Jersey's hot ....Connecticut is hot ....So whatcha got ....My glock is hot ....My glock is hot
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