ฟังเพลงNew Jack City (Explicit)

New Jack City (Explicit Album Version) - DJ Kay Slay/Posta Boyz/Shells/Cassidy

Written by：S. Dixon/W. Cintron/B. Reese/P. Bernard/J. Hood/Lamont Porter

Poster Boy Fosterville Kay Slay the Drama King

F**k with the kid gotta throw ya moms over the bridge

RP put the hawk to ya over ya ribs

Keep thinkin' that the god is chillin'

I'm the reason custies is comin' to the Carter Building

And it ain't no telling what I do

They may find ya body on 16th smelling like a jew

I'm the number one stunna when it comes to the east

In the Jag with the 40 cal under the seat

Ni**a this is my block Name a ni**a who run me out

Friday come you and you have your money out

Son my gun'll bring a playboy bunny out

Somebody gotta die I'm a try ya hunny out

Send her to ER with half her tummy out

No C section no infants coming out

She can't have babies again

Me and Kay getting money so its feeling like the eighties again

Holla

Ayo You boys is silly I'm next since Pac and Biggie

And I'm Bout Major Figgas like Dutch and Gillie

Catch Shells all star weekend down in Philly

On my hip pack heat like a bowl of chilly

Look I Clap milli's act willy you a chump

Only kid in the hood with elevators in his truck

See I flash bucks rock all black doors

And my watch ice'd out like Jacobs store

When you boys gon learn I got this game lock

What you got for your deal I spent on X Box

Keep fronting like you hungry I'm a feed you a biscuit

I got rock and roll bullets leave limps like bizkit

So hey its ya life involved act like it is

My chain light gray like trash can lids

If one of yall take my chain none of yall live

You like I ain't do it Shells One of yall did

Cause A lot of yall are fakin' one minute is As salamu alaykum

2 minutes later is where's my salami bacon

Niggas swear the product they makin' requires rocking an aprin

They liars cause its Betty Crocker they baking

Not that I'm saying that I Cook Cause I don't

But I keep it as raw as you seen it before it was put on the boat

The hookers'll open they jaw for free

F**k being a gentleman ya girlfriend open the door for me

When a pimp walk the beat you shut up one day

The day the dick had ya mother next up one way

I come up one way drunk pushing a porshe

Make beef and I'm cooking the sauce Gravy

I be looking like a boss

I pop at ya hood on ya snorkle till I have the fur looking like a scarf

Looking like I robbed 'em

Tell cops is easy to find like chinks in a nail shop

Holla cheah

Ayo get back get back for I click clack click clack

Where that sh*t at get that 'for I bust shots

Get crunk if you want to drunk if you want to

Front if you want to and get slumped with the gun too

Gimme mine cause any time I could run through

And put ya brains on the mini blinds in sun roof

Try run dog you can try hide man

But when I bust the gun dog you gon die man

I drinking rum dog and I'm getting high man

Say good bye man or a prayer aman

Look it ain't hard to get at you dudes

I screw waitresses that'll slip sh*t in ya food

I got yay for sale and I got crazy shells

I got it locked from illadelph to atl

The wait is over I'm a take it over

I'm a bubble like vinegar and baking soda

Easy

Ayo I'm a d block ni**a I don't respect wack rhymes

If you had a gat in a clock you couldn't kill time

Yall cowards don't want beef why even start

Yall like dicks in the pool none of yall hard

Come thru in the spit white 330 with a mean birdie

Holding my hammer cause she know its dirty

You got questions holla at me I tell you what's what

Lay you on ya back and yall chumps'll really see what's up

On the real yall niggas better chill

Think ya crew spitting flames I'll put ya hot dogs on the grill

It gotta be a conspiracy if niggas ain't feeling me

Like a ni**a with no eyes yall not seeing me

Call me a director I give clips to ya broad

Bullets is like gum how they stick in ya jaw

Go 'head call the narcs I put a hole thru ya heart

And leave you on the train tracks in a shopping cart

This ain't just beats and bars its things I'll do to you

You incompetent f** k I'm trying to get through to you

The gauge'll open ya chest like vics

How you went from being soft to hard niggas is dicks

I don't wanna hear nothing about ya coke and ya toast

Liars get shot in they tongue

I'll put the mack to ya throat motherf** ker