Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Yitty, artist - Prodigy. Album song H.N.I.C. Pt. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Voxonic
Song language: English
New Yitty |
Yeah, look here man |
Every time the ball drop on New Years Eve |
We toast to more money, we smoke to more cheese |
Burn this one for beating my case |
Then pop me another bottle and keep celebrating |
When I’m always waiting for niggas to front |
So I keep me a banger, catch a stunt if you want |
Be like Super Dave, you fucked up |
Flat out on the concrete they peeled you up like the cartoons |
But this ain’t fake, nah this is gon' hurt |
And you gon' feel pain |
I’m the results of slavery and poverty |
You had the drugs and guns to equal to P |
Watch how every time the drama pop off I’m on top |
The niggas try that with' me and get shot |
Ayo my donuts, dunn I got dumb out money |
Wild paper, you niggas better run now from me |
New Yitty, my hand’s never gritty |
I’ll send the young boy to destroy every living |
Think outside, do inside the place |
I’ll just do it my self, can never be too safe out here in |
New Yitty, my hand’s never gritty |
I’ll send the young boy to destroy every living |
Think outside, do inside the place |
I’ll just do it my self, can never be too safe out here in |
Yeah, yeah, every time I’m around my G |
You know P drop that fire, ah I drop heat |
Too hot to handle; |
too cold to hold |
This two-hundred thousand on my wrist bone |
This is.22 long right by the hipbone |
And I got the bullets with the x’s and o’s |
On the tips I’ll shoot you in the lips |
Speaking on my name just so you could get a spin |
(KILLA!) Couple spins, this nigga is wack |
You’s a ugly dipshit, the black Craig Mack |
I’m a handsome shooter, I’ll simple clutch the ruger |
And blow your bummer clout rot face to Bermuda |
I’m a mobster, with' the two B’s front to O |
You pull my foul, all you gon' see is gold |
And platinum music, homey go make a hit |
With 15 minutes of fame consider it a gift |
New Yitty, my hand’s never gritty |
I’ll send the young boy to destroy every living |
Think outside, do inside the place |
I’ll just do it my self, can never be too safe out here in |
New Yitty, my hand’s never gritty |
I’ll send the young boy to destroy every living |
Think outside, do inside the place |
I’ll just do it my self, can never be too safe out here in |