P.O.B. lyrics

[Intro]
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway

[Verse 1]
More money, more money
'Cause you can't be a gangster with no money
b*tch, I'm from the 100s, everything, everything
Everybody know about us, every street, every gang
Mercedes Benzes, 650S
AR-15s, stendo Glock with the beam
Brooklyn Dodger's snapback, b*tch, back back
If I'm getting any static, pull it out, blaht-blaht
Let a n*gga have it, I ain't 'bout to play with sh*t
All these enemigos tryna see me laying still
Richard Porter here, eating on shrimp
Either you serving or you pimp, but all the homies Crip
Got addicted to ballin' and shoppin', had a squabble at the swap-meet
n*ggas came through the hood doing like 50s, started poppin'
It ain't stoppin', sh*t ain't stoppin'
Yeah, we ballin', westside Broadway, b*tch!

[Interlude]
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
[Verse 2]
Taking trips to different states 'cause a n*gga well-known
n*ggas ask me where I'm from and I'm pulling out the chrome
I like to eat at Benihana
All them sucker-ass n*ggas clear the block when it's drama
Take a n*gga b*tch, sent her on a trip
Turn a lot of tricks, come back with a grip
Beverly Center valet it, it's a Louis V day
I get fly real quick and fly back to the way
When I hit the hood, b*tches playin', bustin'
I'm a star in the hood, I ain't trippin' b*tches nothin'
Still ducking the policemen and them informants
Looking for double-ups, but I ain't got sh*t for 'em
When I hit the block, homies hanging out deep
Blocking off traffic on both ends of the street
I'm just hanging with the posse, we out here ballin'
On both ends of Broadway, b*tch!

[Interlude]
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway