Song: RAP PHENOMENON
Viewed: 39 - Published at: 2 years ago
Artist: Christ Dillinger & Lil Darkie
Year: 2020Viewed: 39 - Published at: 2 years ago
[Intro]
This is New York
You know what the fuck goin' on
We in Bushwick we in Crown Height's we in Queens
We're everywhere nigga
We in all the stores (We in all the stores)
This is New York
[Verse 1: Christ Dillinger]
You were already made aware
On the block serving [?]
So you know the money old
Put the pressure on 'em nigga
So you know he gonna fold
Woah, behold, the way I tote 'em poles, nigga better dig a hole
Rob or be robbed, sell or be sold
Two .45's catch a pussy nigga
And expose you
You been on Zolo mixed up with juice
If you disrespect my set
We ain't finna call truce
Bitch its too late
See your fate
It's disaster
Catch me in the hood collecting money like a pastor
Big .38 turn his brains to cake batter
Niggas ain't thugs, willies, or rapper dons
I get up in your bitch ass
Quick fast like Ramadan
Nigga R.I.P Biggie the rap phenomenon
I'm a real ass nigga, see the shit I'm scheming on?
[Verse 2: Lil Darkie]
I'm with Dillinger and if that bitch a snitch then we killing her
But if that bitch a groupie then the whole gang is filling her
Train (Choo Choo)
Puffin on the strain
In my brain, the cannabinoids are fucking up the pain
I'm insane
In the mustang, fucking up the paint
Where we tear through the city like were breaking up a brick of the 'caine
Yeah I'm slick like the rain or the oil in your tank
Bitch bang at your speakers if you're feeling what I'm saying
In fame
Us, busting pimples make it pus
I ain't trust my niggas
Cuz you switchin'
Make a fuss
Which russ?
Your reputation bitch, into the dust
Bitch, what's good?
We be strollin' through our hood
Big woods
Doin what we shouldn't cuz you wouldn't and we could
What's good?
[Verse 3: Christ Dillinger]
Bitches love you only when you fight with their kinfolk
That's why i trust no hoe
I be smoking the lizzo
Grippin' on my extendo
You get played like Nintendo
Nigga listen to what I'm spittin' this the hintbook to pimpin'
Spider Gang walk in this bitch
You know we don't do no simpin'
Bullets flying like the blimp
Leave a fuck nigga limpin'
[Outro]
Ay how the fuck you ain't got hamburgers at the deli
Ay buy some hamburgers and I might come back and buy them shits
"Hey I'm walkin' here watch where the fuck you goin'"
This is New York
You know what the fuck goin' on
We in Bushwick we in Crown Height's we in Queens
We're everywhere nigga
We in all the stores (We in all the stores)
This is New York
[Verse 1: Christ Dillinger]
You were already made aware
On the block serving [?]
So you know the money old
Put the pressure on 'em nigga
So you know he gonna fold
Woah, behold, the way I tote 'em poles, nigga better dig a hole
Rob or be robbed, sell or be sold
Two .45's catch a pussy nigga
And expose you
You been on Zolo mixed up with juice
If you disrespect my set
We ain't finna call truce
Bitch its too late
See your fate
It's disaster
Catch me in the hood collecting money like a pastor
Big .38 turn his brains to cake batter
Niggas ain't thugs, willies, or rapper dons
I get up in your bitch ass
Quick fast like Ramadan
Nigga R.I.P Biggie the rap phenomenon
I'm a real ass nigga, see the shit I'm scheming on?
[Verse 2: Lil Darkie]
I'm with Dillinger and if that bitch a snitch then we killing her
But if that bitch a groupie then the whole gang is filling her
Train (Choo Choo)
Puffin on the strain
In my brain, the cannabinoids are fucking up the pain
I'm insane
In the mustang, fucking up the paint
Where we tear through the city like were breaking up a brick of the 'caine
Yeah I'm slick like the rain or the oil in your tank
Bitch bang at your speakers if you're feeling what I'm saying
In fame
Us, busting pimples make it pus
I ain't trust my niggas
Cuz you switchin'
Make a fuss
Which russ?
Your reputation bitch, into the dust
Bitch, what's good?
We be strollin' through our hood
Big woods
Doin what we shouldn't cuz you wouldn't and we could
What's good?
[Verse 3: Christ Dillinger]
Bitches love you only when you fight with their kinfolk
That's why i trust no hoe
I be smoking the lizzo
Grippin' on my extendo
You get played like Nintendo
Nigga listen to what I'm spittin' this the hintbook to pimpin'
Spider Gang walk in this bitch
You know we don't do no simpin'
Bullets flying like the blimp
Leave a fuck nigga limpin'
[Outro]
Ay how the fuck you ain't got hamburgers at the deli
Ay buy some hamburgers and I might come back and buy them shits
"Hey I'm walkin' here watch where the fuck you goin'"
( Christ Dillinger & Lil Darkie )
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