Rolling 200 Deep II (feat. AZ, Sha Rock, Ice-T, Freeway, Maino, Rev Run, NEMS, Royal Flush & Grandmaster Caz) - DJ Kay Slay

Lettin' niggas talk that 'New York, New York' shit That's where I'm from, man, what the fuck's the deal? No doubt, motherfucker, what the fucks the deal, man? Word up, fagot ass niggas, man Niggas in New York be lettin' niggas shit on 'em First you drinkin' snapple, now you drinkin' Moe 'Cuz you livin' ain't no reason for you to be shittin', fagot Word, fagot ass, go getcha guns Some nights I wake up out my sleep blastin' Go get some water for my aspirin My life fashion, gold chains guns and cashin' I'm askin', do I got to be king for action? Fuck a playa fame, New York is still the same A Queens thang, representin', Flush reigns supreme It's a scheme, overpower ya team wit cream Man, you sensitive, how you let these cats shit on your residence? With fake robberies, who shot who wit no evidence I'm bringin' it, tired of niggas sittin' back and seein' it Escape through the light, penetrate streets is trife Representin' from the lands with the guns and good smoke Heavy shine, poppin' them lines and cut throats Don't provoke or get your team smoke for broke And no joke, you just a boy You not bad enough to compete to challenge us Bustin' off the guns wit the silencers Word, New York, New York, big city of dreams Comin' from Queens, where we don't get caught up in between Wit the nonsense, all these pussy niggas actin' sex Takin' off your chest, bring it to the desert where I rest South east to west, bustin' straight slugs through your vest Worldwide, worldwide, whenever beef is startin' Keep your mind on Queens when the dog starts barkin' Worldwide, worldwide, whenever beef is startin' Keep your mind on Queens when the dog starts barkin' It's time to dead your whole situation New York is full of murderers, guns and court cases Baggin' wit razors bring me no-chaser, that be that wasteland flavor It's major, vibratin' through the states like a pager Whose the one to blame when you get stuck for gold chains? Shootin' close range, half of these niggas died in the game It's a city thing, blastin' at cops by all means Keep it real throughout out Queens, catchin' jooks for cream On the tap phone, fuckin' wit niggas that's far from home G-S's chrome, makin' power moves like Capone Shits zone, fuckin' wit this nigga, Flush holds his own Guaranteed to blow, puffin' on the trees, do I go way low? Kidnappin' children for dough, that's how it go Place a criminal minds, traces are hard to find To commit crime, half of these niggas is droppin' dimes Here the time, blowin' your block just like a mine Flushing design, keep my neck flooded wit shine I'm out to get it, you feel somethin' sweet Go getcha heat and your peeps And findin' body parts on the streets Worldwide, worldwide, whenever beef is startin' Keep your mind on Queens when the dog starts barkin' Worldwide, worldwide, whenever beef is startin' Keep your mind on Queens when the dog starts barkin' Worldwide, worldwide, whenever beef is startin' Keep your mind on Queens when the dog starts barkin' Worldwide, worldwide, whenever beef is startin' Keep your mind on Queens when the dog starts barkin'

Yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) Leave me on read, you must be out of yo' head Leave me for dead, you must be out of yo' head Swarovski on diamonds, but I be on prima donnas (hundred) Swarovski on diamonds, you already know what time it is I put stones-, both hands, that's a full flex Played the hand I was dealt, that's a royal flush I make grand master plans that are complex Drop some cash on land and it's all flush (huh) Pinstripes on my jeans, they designer cut (yeah) Black, red, and yellow bitches, I'm Jamaica'd up Yellow strands from the land like I'm smokin' Xans (ah, ah) Put Balenci's on my ass, I got bags of cash (racks) Harriet Tubman, 20-dollar bills in the stash (oh-oh) I been ballin' like a athlete, I'm Spalding bag (oh-oh) I'm a prince, she just cool, she just Julian Told that bitch, "Tie my shoes," they cost a couple bands (woo) How you gon'-? Leave me on read (woo), you must be out of yo' head (be out of your-) Leave me for dead, you must be out of your head Swarovski on diamonds, but I be on prima donnas (hundred) Swarovski on diamonds, you already know what time it is I put stones-, both hands, that's a full flex Played the hand I was dealt, that's a royal flush I make grand master plans that are complex Drop some cash on land, and it's all flush (ayy, ayy) Louis Vuitton for a king, I got royal blood (woo) I just bust down a Patek, now that's a cold front (woo) I just shit on my ex, now that's a royal flush (no flex) Fool fightin' on the 'net, that bitch was throwin' subs (ew) I was just broke, now I'm in a Ghost (Ghost) She say I'm a drug, I gave her the dope My diamonds vaccinated like a hoe (a hoe) That mean they even colder than before I got the strong pack, Mighty Joe (Mighty Joe) One for the money and two for the show (ayy) Eenie, meeny, miney, mo I flew a bitch to Tupelo (hello?) Leave me on read (yee), you must be out of yo' head (yeah) Leave me for dead, you must be out of your head Swarovski on diamonds, but I be on prima donnas (hundred) Swarovski on diamonds, you already know what time it is I put stones-, both hands, that's a full flex Played the hand I was dealt, that's a royal flush I make grand master plans that are complex Drop some cash on land and it's all flush

It's DJ Kay Slay the drama king And this is what happens when you put 3 lyricists on one record That's right, I said lyricists, not rappers And for you haters out there, pay attention (Jealousy's a motherfucker) Better go You don't want no problem, you don't wanna mess with it Up in it then I come around, niggas already be knowing how I be the best with it How I step all up in the spot every time you see a nigga fresh step with a little fresh fitted Bust every bottle in the building and I fuck shit up I got 'em whilin' till a nigga tell he finished (You weak jealous motherfuckers) You see them gather closer Pretty white bitches be linin' up like bricks of coca Make it bounce, stretch and spread yo' ass, yoga Bangin' on niggas till we probably break a shoulder I don't ever give a fuck what it cost, see, the money I'ma toss Make way homie, see we coming through a little bit Illiterate, but you know you fuckin' with a boss Yeah we takin' all the small countries where they don't know us like "Yo, who that?" While we go and hit 'em with the shit that make 'em wanna raise up, uh-uh, don't do that Tired of telling niggas when you know exactly what I'm on Get this bread, bakery, cake up little nigga then I'm gone Y'all see the way I black out every time I beat 'em in the head till the nigga [?] You can lose your life if you a jealous nigga Fuck up [?] jealous niggas Me bitch better, me whip wetter Me neck shine, me wrist blow You can lose your life Hit a lick, rockin' the hip, hopin' to get high when a nigga spit Probably when the women get on me, talkin' the dick Often the bitch drop when I rip Niggas be jelly, they go through her telly And see her tell me she left shit in my telly It's hurtin' his belly like bad meat at the deli I have heat in my pelly pelly for the fuckboys Make a nigga have to snuff boys, make enough noise To make everyone drop when I bust toys when they suck soy I'm gonna get my paper no matter what Hateful takers don't got enough, they goin' a nut Get a fo'-fo' with ya ganja holdin' my do' in the cut Play no games and I ain't no dame so I aim for pain I'ma drain yo' brain when that thang go bang Like I'm Django, man, and my aim goes bang When I'm faced with jealousy, all the states throw mail at me So it's making you march, wanna yell at me When I react they call up Penelope's Bitch ass, trick ass, sniff ass, ho Just 'cause I get cash when I spit fast, now his ass low Go get a sick pass and a bitch badge 'cause you get mad, bro You 'bout to get flagged and you wondering if it's riff raff, no nigga You can lose your life if you a jealous nigga Fuck up [?] jealous niggas Me bitch better, me whip wetter Me neck shine, me wrist blow You can lose your life I knew a couple niggas that I used to run with Have fun with, get funds with Shit get low, I had to bust a couple guns wet Squad fell apart all over one bitch Leave it to my nigga Ty to do some dumb shit My Uzi weigh a ton shit Run up in a nigga crib with the fire you can light a blunt with Hollow tips in your belly, time to [?] shit 'Bout my paper, neighbor, fly nigga, aviator Walk out the crib, nigga heated like a radiator Bet I kill a nigga if he wanna die right now Actin' like a recoverin' fiend, nigga, pipe down He was gangsta yesterday, he believe in Christ now Scope on you, no mouthwash, you in my sight now If I don't get a call from Slay, somebody dyin' Like 9-7, you hard pressed, get the iron Yo Slay fuck these niggas dawg You can lose your life if you a jealous nigga Fuck up [?] jealous niggas Me bitch better, me whip wetter Me neck shine, me wrist blow You can lose your life Nigga be on some real Compton shit, nigga be out in New York doing whatever the fuck he wanna do. I'm just a thorough nigga, five borough nigga, project nigga from the Westside of Compton, you know what it is. L.A., that's my shit, New York (You can lose your life)

Ooh, oh, ooh, oh Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah How many nights did you fight back tears? Give a man all your years? Now you gotta face your fears and slay You'd better slay I know you're tired of the same old lies Barely can sleep at night Girl, I know it's hard sometimes just to slay But you'd better slay (slay) Slay for them dollars like your rent is due (mmh) Slay like a boss, make 'em work for you (mmh) Slay 'til them exes all want you back (mmh) No, you ain't cocky, you just confident (mmh) Hey girl, you'd better slay (sla-a-a-ay) Hey girl, you'd better slay (sla-a-a-ay) All day, all day, all day (sla-a-a-ay) Hey girl, you'd better slay (sla-a-a-ay) How many times did you give too much Just to hear it ain't enough? Girl, you know it made you tough You'd better slay, you'd better slay I know they laugh in your face right now Waiting just to see you down But girl, they gonna hush their mouth when you slay You'd better slay (sla-a-a-ay) Slay for them dollars like your rent is due (mmh) Slay like a boss, make 'em work for you (mmh) Slay 'til them exes all want you back (mmh) No, you ain't cocky, you just confident (mmh) Hey girl, you'd better slay (sla-a-a-ay) Hey girl, you'd better slay (sla-a-a-ay) All day, all day, all day (sla-a-a-ay) Hey girl, you'd better slay (sla-a-a-ay) Oh, it gets hard sometimes, I know it The pressure's always growing (ooh) But on your worst day, girl, you slay (ooh) You know you slay Oh, it gets hard sometimes, I know it (ooh) The pressure's always growing (ooh) But on your worst day, girl, you slay You'd better slay (sla-a-a-ay)