All The Critics In New York

Goddamn! New York City! Skyscrapers and everything! Back in the day, we used to respect y'all, niggas We used to be down with y'all, niggas All you have for the West Coast is criticism and disrespect So I say to you and your city Y'all niggas will never get our respect again West Side nigga! Keepin' it real Keepin' it real Is Brooklyn in the house? What about Queens in the house? Manhattan in the house? Long Island in the house? Is the Bronx in the house? Staten Island in the house? The West Coast is in the house sayin', "Why you talkin' loud? What you talkin' about?" f**k all the critics in the N.Y.C. Who wants to rock the microphone after me? Think of who you are and who you be My energy holds it down like the NFC I'm going thorough thorough your borough Wit my Raider jacket and my jerry curl Gangstas rule the world on the west nevertheless W/S We got the bomb and you niggas got the stress You couldn't have said it no better, homeboy With my automatic toy, I kill and destroy These bust a*s critics from the N.Y.C. Don't they know that I'lI be from the ING? My peeps play for keeps deep crews Pay dues by murder ones and twos Rip riders and Damus choose To stay gangsta, you never ever ran us We bustin' clips like bananas, spottin' colored bandanas It's just the hoodsta cap peela Dusty a*s New York critic killa Dumpin' and pumpin' the mothaf**kin' Led in their chest 'cause ain't None of them niggas ever have it up for the West So now it's on and the gauge in my pants got me limping f**k unity while I'm coast tripping Sagging as a Bell East smashing tape recorders This is 187 on a New York reporter New York, New York New York, New York New York, New York New York, New York f**k all the critics in the N.Y.C. Tryin' to get a East hip-hop monopoly But I've been writin' gangsta shit since '83 When y'all was still scared to use profanity Now everybody wanna run and go and get triggers And blaim it on these West Coast 7 figure niggas Just because we made it real, niggas got the deal I hope blood ain't got the spill, I kill It's like the battle of the s*xes, you wanna treat us like bitches Because we're platinum when we flex this With mic in hand, fans in the stands We make a mill yan from California to Japan, bitch Went overseas, seen D's how we done it 88's to 100's to let me know who really run it This West Coast gangsta shit got it crackin' or we jackin' Packin' ninas and sellin' out arenas, niggas You make me wanta holla, throw up both my Dubs And roll these niggas up, I gotta beat 'em When I see 'em T-roll 'em, cut off his scrotum Leave 'em bleeding in particles, for them bias all articles I'm mashin' and blastin' so get the casket I bet you after this I get a f**kin' hip hop cla*sic I'm bannin' you niggas from the scene Kicking over newstands pourin' gasoline on your magazines To the West, my niggas, to the West To the West, my niggas, to the West To the West, my niggas, to the West We the best, my niggas, don't stress f**k all the critics in the N.Y.C. And your articles tryin' to rate my LP f**k your backpacks and your wack a*s raps Sayin' we ain't real because we make snaps Selling 6-4 with a dab, what you lookin' at With your Brooklyn hat and your pen and pad Nigga, I got a pocket full of green bustin' at the seams f**k your baggy jeans, f**k your magazines Hey, hey, hey, what's happenin' round Trey It's still MT critic K on mines all mothaf**kin' day It'a trip, the script flipped from when you niggas was bossing Got to flossin', fell off and got the nail in the coffin Who wanna regret f**kin' with my set I be a 24 year street West side Connect Vet You niggas better watch how you greet us when you meet us We packin' heaters and the only way you beat us is cheat us Ay no, nigga, f**k that shit, I've got to kill it, kill it f**k a New York critic, he write about it I live it, did it plus I'm still with it putting it down On all these DJ's hatin' fakin' And faking never once played my record on their radio station No love for a New York critic or Disc Jock Matter of fact, I'm blaming all y'all for f**kin' up hip hop Is Brooklyn in the house? What about Queens in the house? Manhattan in the house? Long Island in the house? Is the Bronx in the house? Staten Island in the house? The West Coast is in the house sayin' "Why you talkin' loud? What you talkin' about? Why you talkin' loud?" What you talkin' about? What you talkin' about? Why you talkin' loud? What you talkin' about? Why you talkin' loud? What you talkin' about? Why you talkin' loud? ...