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  • Let's get a little... little drawing going on, yeah, that's what it is man
    Word up, A$AP Rocky, what up, my *****? Young King right there
    Yeah, I see you, *****, it's your big brother Chef right here, man
    Raekwon, *****, you know, we got you all day, *****
    I know you got your big brother all day, too, you know, it's all real

    At the dice game, on sleeze mode, gun in the road
    But count hundreds, sit back my home on my stomach
    Who the king boo, eating grapes, send me to 50 states
    I pump everywhere I go, I thump plenty spaces
    Either I’m in the slums, counting up ones
    Shaking down fiends, hopping to the most and one
    Besides bagging up, new ratchets
    Always in hatchets *****, the fly bachelor with all those classics
    My gun is red eyeball brown, run the town
    Black hoodie sweats, no jewels a coupe with some specs
    Matching in the million dollar mansion with brans
    And it’s always love love, just bring your advancing
    Bottles from everywhere, hoes run up
    ****** in tennis wear I’m finish the menace, get 'em, yeah
    Yo, we in the cut… dogs on them
    Stay cocky, peace is real, yo, Rocky!

    King of New York with these underground killas
    Ride, ride, ***** **** the ******, *****(4x)

    My uncle Snoop told me keep the biscuit on me
    Said they got the scoop on me and they listen on me
    Plus my bougie-ass neighbors keep the *****ing on me
    And the nosy ***** next door call the district on me
    And they snitching on me, self-esteem went missing on me
    Chip off my shoulder, you can get it off me
    But these *****es on me, the other *censored* got a prison story
    That Mr. Greedy's just a missing story
    Listen wardy, I was on them *****es, pitching sipping, 40's
    Mauri kicks and Norreys *****es, all these shorties kissing shorties
    Keep division brody, cold world, keep your mittens wordy
    Go hard but you kill 'em softly
    Pay attention shorty, wonder why I call your ***** a shorty?
    It's the way of the world, don't be tripping shorty
    Just get your picking shorty, hold your own, keep it pimping brody
    Same ****, just a different story

    King of New York with these underground killas
    Ride, ride, ***** **** the ******, *****(4x)

    King of New York in my hood we blow up houses
    Grenades look like quarter waters sitting on the counter
    Silence all you will encounter if you talking 'bout you 'bout it
    Thugging noise heating salad, gripping the banger give me callus
    Like Pops from the Wayans when I fire
    Switching lanes in the Porsche, gotta catch up to my tires
    Got cannons like Mariah, goddamn it my Messiah
    He done ran into some violence, put him to rest in his pajamas
    Twin clips, Pusha T, that’s for talking all that malice
    In your *****, I'm a sneaker, she gon' need some new balance
    Got Franklins like Aretha, see my money that be piling
    And my shiny gold teeth, you can see my money smiling

    King of New York with these underground killas
    Ride, ride, ***** **** the ******, *****(4x)
  • [00:00.00]Let's get a little... little drawing going on, yeah, that's what it is man
    [00:07.57]Word up, A$AP Rocky, what up, my *****? Young King right there
    [00:12.85]Yeah, I see you, *****, it's your big brother Chef right here, man
    [00:17.18]Raekwon, *****, you know, we got you all day, *****
    [00:20.71]I know you got your big brother all day, too, you know, it's all real
    [00:26.20]
    [00:26.82]At the dice game, on sleeze mode, gun in the road
    [00:29.38]But count hundreds, sit back my home on my stomach
    [00:32.83]Who the king boo, eating grapes, send me to 50 states
    [00:35.68]I pump everywhere I go, I thump plenty spaces
    [00:38.76]Either I’m in the slums, counting up ones
    [00:41.56]Shaking down fiends, hopping to the most and one
    [00:44.38]Besides bagging up, new ratchets
    [00:46.78]Always in hatchets *****, the fly bachelor with all those classics
    [00:50.52]My gun is red eyeball brown, run the town
    [00:53.62]Black hoodie sweats, no jewels a coupe with some specs
    [00:56.60]Matching in the million dollar mansion with brans
    [00:59.58]And it’s always love love, just bring your advancing
    [01:02.48]Bottles from everywhere, hoes run up
    [01:05.56]****** in tennis wear I’m finish the menace, get 'em, yeah
    [01:08.85]Yo, we in the cut… dogs on them
    [01:11.70]Stay cocky, peace is real, yo, Rocky!
    [01:15.28]
    [01:15.59]King of New York with these underground killas
    [01:17.58]Ride, ride, ***** **** the ******, *****(4x)
    [01:38.42]
    [01:38.87]My uncle Snoop told me keep the biscuit on me
    [01:41.92]Said they got the scoop on me and they listen on me
    [01:44.98]Plus my bougie-ass neighbors keep the *****ing on me
    [01:47.99]And the nosy ***** next door call the district on me
    [01:50.91]And they snitching on me, self-esteem went missing on me
    [01:53.94]Chip off my shoulder, you can get it off me
    [01:57.42]But these *****es on me, the other *censored* got a prison story
    [02:00.79]That Mr. Greedy's just a missing story
    [02:02.93]Listen wardy, I was on them *****es, pitching sipping, 40's
    [02:05.96]Mauri kicks and Norreys *****es, all these shorties kissing shorties
    [02:08.78]Keep division brody, cold world, keep your mittens wordy
    [02:12.72]Go hard but you kill 'em softly
    [02:14.92]Pay attention shorty, wonder why I call your ***** a shorty?
    [02:18.76]It's the way of the world, don't be tripping shorty
    [02:20.93]Just get your picking shorty, hold your own, keep it pimping brody
    [02:24.74]Same ****, just a different story
    [02:27.09]
    [02:27.43]King of New York with these underground killas
    [02:29.60]Ride, ride, ***** **** the ******, *****(4x)
    [02:50.52]
    [02:51.04]King of New York in my hood we blow up houses
    [02:53.45]Grenades look like quarter waters sitting on the counter
    [02:56.45]Silence all you will encounter if you talking 'bout you 'bout it
    [02:59.43]Thugging noise heating salad, gripping the banger give me callus
    [03:02.41]Like Pops from the Wayans when I fire
    [03:05.62]Switching lanes in the Porsche, gotta catch up to my tires
    [03:08.47]Got cannons like Mariah, goddamn it my Messiah
    [03:11.55]He done ran into some violence, put him to rest in his pajamas
    [03:14.35]Twin clips, Pusha T, that’s for talking all that malice
    [03:17.48]In your *****, I'm a sneaker, she gon' need some new balance
    [03:20.56]Got Franklins like Aretha, see my money that be piling
    [03:23.75]And my shiny gold teeth, you can see my money smiling
    [03:26.52]
    [03:27.12]King of New York with these underground killas
    [03:29.65]Ride, ride, ***** **** the ******, *****(4x)