yo it's huey-to-the-newie
I don't do louie, no vuitton
so, nigga sue me, in criminal court
for payin' no child support, of course . .
now I'm in federal court, for the coke transport
ha-ha . . stashin' ish in piano keys
while son blows 'bout 20 G's
the da vinci code got niggaz on they knees
homie u lame, lookin' for sesame seeds
negro please, I still flow for ki's
now u lookin' for which way to go?
got 'em blinded by that indigo . .
givin' em vertigo, u know, how it go . .
I still do me, huey-to-the-G
yo, it's brooklyn B, most can't see
that bridge from manhattan
got cats spazzin like, what happen?
any 1 wanna battle?
we got beef son like cattle
from the bronx to harlem
son we good, we ain't starvin'
got the intials in our skin by carvin'
holla @ my workout trainer named marvin
ha-ha,, had a little bit of fun
now I'm done son . .

across 110th street
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