| Blood type is Yankee blue
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| Sky came, jumped off the steps and made a coup
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| My refined lane bust out the left to play the loop
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| If you sideways come out your neck, bring a noose
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| From the grey bottom era and one of just a select two
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| That never change what he wave when all the rest do
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| My 16's is heron how y’all freeze tag
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| The city’s starting to get heavy in the Supreme bag
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| Bin was in the duffle
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| I lift that up a bundle
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| Fans is bamboo and they been that on the humble
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| Youngin’s get in the way trying divvy up the gold
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| I Chris Paul the draw put Clippers in the hole
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| New Yiddy in the room and they saw it from the deck
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| Half a pound watches, Walker Wear sweats
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| Logo of the city and double down on that line
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| In the top by default I don’t count past five muhfucka
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| Blue Yankee fitted on daily
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| Think of a blue Yankee fitted when you hear me
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| You know the squad
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| Uh, and the city is on deck
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| Know when we be on the city gon' rep
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| Blue Yankee fitted on daily
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| Think of a blue Yankee fitted when you hear me
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| You know the squad
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| Uh, and the city is on deck
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| Know when we be on the city gon' rep
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| They don’t respect humble all niggas see is the shine
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| So I design lines illuminating they mind
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| Greatest in modern time
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| They tell you different they lying
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| The cyclone, Nathan’s, and me, vintage C. I
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| S.K. |
| is the 'Stuy, combine repping the K
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| Black jackets and ratchets is the new N.W.A
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| W is on my hoodie and double G is where I lay
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| Any attempt to threaten will force youngin to spray
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| All blatant no subliminal diss
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| So if there’s other shots fired I just empty the clip
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| How more hitting is this?
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| I’m more sick
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| I’m more slick with the spit
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| I talk the panties drawers off of your bitch
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| I’m more awesome at with
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| The pen bars hit the toilet and sit
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| The boy Tor' still author that shit
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| Grey bottoms hidden under the crown
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| So when you see them two letters you know how that sound
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| Blue Yankee fitted on daily
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| Think of a blue Yankee fitted when you hear me
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| You know the squad
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| Uh, and the city is on deck
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| Know when we be on the city gon' rep
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| Blue Yankee fitted on daily
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| Think of a blue Yankee fitted when you hear me
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| You know the squad
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| Uh, and the city is on deck
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| Know when we be on the city gon' rep
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| From the trunks with spare tires on the back of the door
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| The top down in the winter be attracting the law
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| I pull a Michael Michelle off the hype of the rail
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| And tap dance on a loop like I was
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| Call me cash money brother
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| Addicts by the numbers
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| New York to death when y’all was rapping undercover
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| I never looked back on the town or where I’ve came from
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| The spokesman of the hustle that you was raised on
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| Son
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| So how the fuck niggas talking 'bout
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| They rep the city when they joint sound like Walk It Out?
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| I deliver the soundtrack to when the hawk is out
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| Perfect backdrop for when they chalk you out
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| I’ve been off the route, march to the beat of the drum
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| And shoot dope into the needle till the speakers is numb
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| Uh
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| Place your bets on the vets
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| The two man set
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| Barrel brothers, ain’t nar' 'nother a threat
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| Blue Yankee fitted on daily
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| Think of a blue Yankee fitted when you hear me
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| You know the squad
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| Uh, and the city is on deck
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| Know when we be on the city gon' rep
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| Blue Yankee fitted on daily
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| Think of a blue Yankee fitted when you hear me
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| You know the squad
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| Uh, and the city is on deck
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| Know when we be on the city gon' rep |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blue Yankee Fitted , by - Skyzoo. Song from the album Barrel Brothers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп