DJ Kay Slay - New Jack City Lyrics
feat. Poster Boy, Shells, Grafh, Cassidy, and Jae Hood[Poster Boy]Poster Boy, Fosterville, Kay Slay the Drama King***** with the kid, gotta throw ya moms over the bridgeRP put the hawk to ya over ya ribsKeep thinkin' that the god is chillin'I'm the reason custies is comin' to the Carter BuildinAnd it aint no tellin what I doThey may find ya body on 16th smellin like a (*jew*)I'm the number one stunna when it comes to the eastIn the Jag with the .40 cal under the seatNigga this is my block, Name a nigga who run me outFriday come, you and you have your money outSon, my gun'll bring a playboy bunny outSomebody gotta die, I'm a try ya hunny outSend her to ER with half her tummy outNo C-section, no infants comin outShe cant have babies againMe and Kay gettin money so its feelin like the eighties againHolla![Shells]Ayo, You boys is silly, i'm next since Pac and BiggieAnd I'm Bout Major Figgas like Dutch and GillieCatch Shells all-star weekend down in PhillyOn my hip, pack heat like a bowl of chillyLook - I Clap milli's, act willy, you a chumpOnly kid in the hood with elevators in his truckSee, I flash bucks, rock all black doorsAnd my watch ice'd out like Jacobs storeWhen you boys gon learn I got this game lockWhat you got for your deal, I spent on X-BoxKeep frontin like you hungry, I'm a feed you a biscuitI got rock and roll bullets, leave limps like bizkitSo hey, its ya life involved - act like it isMy chain light gray like trash can lidsIf one of yall take my chain - none of yall liveYou like, "I aint do it Shells", One of yall did![Grafh]'Cause A lot of yall are fakin', one minu
