Fight For New York Freestyle lyrics

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Why do y'all mention my gang if y'all never gon' bend?
Clapped him, brodie done did it again
Shot in his leg, the dummy tried to spin
And we smokin' Kah Loc, n*gga died wit' his friends
Troopers, my n*ggas movin' too tact'
Blaze tried to bend and he ain't make it back
n*ggas had Izzy bm in the trap
If he jack he from Pitkin then he gon' get packed
f*ck all the opps, n*ggas know what I do
If I catch me a dizzy, I bet he get boomed
I'm a trooper, better get in tune
And we yellin' out "Wag" when we step in the room
Like, Boomer and Mali got sent to the moon
And we still PitkinK, so we smokin' on Pooh
He get shot if he throwin' up Wooo
He could go out like Nay, that lil' n*gga a fool
Like, Drizzy and Aggy got put in a spliff
And Dubai went out onna whip
Like Kdot got shot and was yellin' "I'M HIT"
White Savv been died and they still ain't do sh*t
Like when y'all lil' n*ggas gon' pick up a stick?
Big knock, sh*t got a kick
I keep a pole, I can't go out like Mitch
How you jackin' us K and I'm f*ckin' ya b*tch? Like
Man I done had enough, why do these lil' n*ggas think they tough?
The Ville keep losin', all they do is bluff
And we smokin' that boy who got lined by a mutt
Like wait
f*ck it, let's spin the gut
It was ghost town cause them n*ggas duck
If we spot him, we got him, hit that n*gga up
I'm always tryna score, they callin' me a chump
All of these Pitkin n*ggas got me high, we twist up the Grady and mix it wit' Kah
Johnny got beat 'til he wasn't alive and they still ain't do nothin', get back for ya guys
They don't ever do nothin' but lie
Every time that we spinnin', all them n*ggas hide
They ran on Kah Loc and they left him to die
And we smokin' on Grady, n*gga got me fried
Like hol' on wait, no we ain't shootin' from deep
Walk ups, we rather do it on feet
We take trips and we don't need a V, 'cause we tryna get close and put 'em on a tee
Watch out, Tdot be dumpin' the gleesh
Vine Shots is a bum, n*gga where is your breesh?
Wit' a n*gga and my 'ooters elite
Now this .45 dirty, he seein' the priest
Now let me get back to the plan, I do not know who the f*ck is lil' Kam
Heard he got shot, I do not understand why he talkin' like he gon' spin and let it blam
Shaheem, that little dumb n*gga dead
Dummy got spliffed for tryna link a leg
He caught a puncture, got shot in his head
Free the bros out the roads, the rock and the feds
A lot of n*ggas on my di*k
n*ggas always chattin' but never wanna make it lit
Never wanna hop in the whip, me and my n*ggas never asked nobody for sh*t
I guess that's why these n*ggas hate us
We on court, and we ball like the Lakers
All of that di*k ridin', it don't faze us
KJ lucky bro ain't throwin' the laser
All these n*ggas know, I'm a threat
Me and Savage and KG spinnin' thru' ya 'jects
We gon' get to dumpin' 'til it's nun' left
We tryna get 'em hit, we don't settle for less
Shmoney, Boogie, both got stretched
Mellz died like a dweeb, he shoulda had a vest
We gon' let 'em know that the Troopers up next and we winnin'
So y'all better show some respect