(Prodigy talking) yeah
Hey, hey hey hey it's like this nigga, yeah

Aiight before I get started
Spark up the Laureltons
Light up the night up
Now let's get it going
To the mothafucking top
I don't mothafucking stop
Till we find life out there and setup shop
Party rocking
Bottles popping at Henny and Mo'
It's like 500 bitches now
We're having a bowl
Got a gun, screwdriver, a knife, and a shank
Plus I break face bones
With my platinum rings
It's a ghetto love story I'm
In love with the life
Of the rich and Infamous, Ferrari's and Ice
Lamborghini bikes, they ain't make those yet
I'm still waiting for that 700 Benz
I do it for my niggas in the
Dead and in the pens
Just when you think this shit's over
That's when this shit begins
This the Bronx, this Harlem
Brooklyn and Queens
That 'New York State of Mind'
Where you're popping 'em thangs

The violence don't stop
The beef don't cease the money keep coming
The paper increases the gun fire don't end
The people stay dying
So I'mma keep living the life
You damn right

Murda, murda, the murder
Killa, killa, the killer
From Queens goddammit
I'mma menace to the planet
Put your body on that asphalt
Fucking asshole come to the hood and you
Ain't got no passport?
He couldn't get his gun out
The stash fast enough
So that nigga got his ass blasted up
Keep the Hennessy coming
And we keep lighting up
Nigga I stay sedated
That's right we're not cut
From the same cloth, you're chin chilla soft
I'm brilla pack cost
I'll take your skin off
You edit - rub me the wrong way
You're a suit and tie nigga, P hoody all day
Tattoos and jewels - Mister Cartoon
And Gabriel in the district, get all my loot
I'm addicted to looking fresh
I'm super fly, got a bad habit's for hammers
I'm in love with 9s

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Writer(s): LIAM HOWLETT