This is a song about "New york hood"

Extention chords bout to break like the new york city bridge.

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

If theres a time that in the hood

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

But now your under a hood

And new york to this very day has got the best,

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

Call the crib, same number same hood

This information is vital, look

My rhymes, new york states of minds, lyrical crimes, in fact

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast