Wassup New York

[Intro: DJ Noodles] Okay We gon' pick it up Head out to New York City It's the law of flight, but we good Jay Rock! [Chorus: Ab-Soul, DJ Noodles, & Both] How we ball in the club, I know you hate it Couple shots of Hen', dawg, yeah, I'm faded In the land where they say Biggie's the greatest Was a five-hour flight, but a nigga made it Oh What up, New York? Oh What up, New York? What up, New York? (Oh) What up, New York? [Verse: Jay Rock] I'm on Shade 45, tell Slay hurry up Let me get a couple shots, let me get in character I was on Brooklyn, with them boys that bury ya Maybe out in Harlem, with the skull gangin' em I be even in the Bronx, where they say it all started Playas club, strippers ass shaking on your favorite artists I was even out in Queens, saying I'm the wise king Projects of Nas, yeah, it's kinda rough But he should visit my Staten Island, cut you up Razor blade under tongue, buck-fifty crush your eye Don't cross that line, like the letter "T" Been through all five burroughs, and everybody thorough [Bridge: Ab-Soul] I wanna see your hands, see your hands I wanna see your hands, see your hands I wanna see your hands, see your hands [Chorus: Ab-Soul] How we ball in the club, I know you hate it Got two shots of Hen', dawg yeah, I'm faded In the land where they say Biggie's the greatest Was a five hour flight, but a nigga made it Oh What up, New York? Oh What up, New York? Oh What up, New York? (Oh) What up, New York?