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[Intro: Ras Kass]

Yeah! Man, I'ma pull this whole motherfuckin' map across all the way east, nigga, and make it Brooklyn, California. Tek and Steele, what up? We long overdue, my niggas!

Inshallah! Put that on something, it's yo mamas

BK, LA like Go Dodgers

42 shots from the llamas

We robbin‘, son, for your dollars

[Verse 1: Tek]

I'm tryin' to add commas and multiply figures

Save them games y'all playin' for them little niggas (Stop playin' with me, niggas!)

It's crunch time when I get to it (when I get to it)

War scars, show you how I been through it (how I been through it)

My cloth is different than my talk too (talk too)

So if it's fuck me, then it's fuck you (Fuck you, nigga!)

Militant minded, razor sharp like a barber lined it

I got it how I got it 'cause I grind it

That bullshit offer, I declined it (Nah!)

That's insultin' to a nigga that's important (Word!)

You must be vein huntin' or linе snortin'

You fuckin' with a general that got stripes (got stripеs)

A short nigga with a long pipe (Boom!)

A decking in the field with Ras overdue (Word!)

42 reppin' on that Dodger Blue

[Chorus: Steele]

Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth

Big shotgun slidin' down the street

Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak

We killin' when we eat

Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth

Big shotgun slidin' down the street

Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak

We killin' when we eat

[Verse 2: Ras Kass]

In the middle of the chaos with the savages

Doin' drive-bys on the Central Park horse and carriages

Kill more kids than miscarriages

With balaclavas in Paris, Fashion Week terrorist (Shot! Shot!)

My heritage great, straight facts

Stop spendin' money in places that hate blacks

Shoppin' duty free, don't pay tax

And every feature I deserve at least eight racks

My swan song, Ugly Duckling of the industry

'Cause I'm the genius your favorite rapper pretends to be

Thugs clubbin', you trap for bottles of Hennessy

Overpriced, we cop chilled Tito's over the ice

Bottle girl on the CrossFit and healthy eatin'

Told her this vodka made from potato, bitch, we vegan (Vegan)

Hit chicks over the head like Negan, I be Peter and Peter so I'm repeatin' and gettin' even

[Chorus: Steele]

Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth

Big shotgun slidin' down the street

Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak

We killin' when we eat

Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth

Big shotgun slidin' down the street

Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak

We killin' when we eat

[Verse 3: Steele]

General!

Brooklyn niggas, we don't like to smile

In the swamps with the gators and the crocodiles

Lock it down, Rock and Ruck, yes, I'm a problem child

Gangnam Style, bong, bong, buck 'em down

The moon black, get boomed if your tune whack

True facts, Nino Brown in the city of New Jack (New Jack)

No dry snitchin', no set trippin', ten toes

On Sean Price, my sword slice, Kimbo

O-Dog, Larenz Tate, been great

It's like a jungle outside, nigga, been apes

Yeah, playin' on the monkey bars

Tryna get to that top level, Donkey Kong

I'm from the slums where the junkies from

My young guns bangin' them drums, pa-rum-pa-pum

Get caught slumberin' in the wilderness

Bucktown, home where the villains and the bullets live

[Chorus: Steele]

Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth

Big shotgun slidin' down the street

Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak

We killin' when we eat

Niggas ain't like me, I got a clip full of crocodile teeth

Big shotgun slidin' down the street

Pointin' at anything slidin' on weak

We killin' when we eat