DIVISION - Pj's lyrics

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[Intro: ShaCronz (Freemurder)]

Straight murda (Division), this is gangsta right here

C.C.F., yeah, bring it back home, nigga

Where you from? (uh-oh)

[Shacronz]

Fort Green PJ's, rest in B.K.

Hop up when you see me, run the streets like relays

Did time, sold crack, you got weed, roll that

New rims, blue Benz, who them with them throwbacks

Freemurda, Shacrizzy, dirty, plus raw bizzy

Rip shows, get dough, only hoes ride with me

Fuck what they all say, hustle in the hallway

That white shit you call yae, 145th and Broadway

Never been a crook frontin', 'Cronz ready to jook somethin'

Bitch nigga, we make it known when we took somethin'

Surrounded by some thug shit, Nieta, Kings, Bloods, Crips

Crack spots, number hoes, black cops, I love this, where you from?

[Chorus: Freemurder (Shacronz)]

Freemurder (Shacronz)

Where you from? (Fort Greene)

Middle side (mobster)

Brook-lan (join the team)

Division (gangsta)

Run with them (gangsta)

Ya'll see us (regular) aiyo, we gangsta (uh-oh)

[Freemurder]

Aiyo, I'm still here, Air Force 1'in' it

Here to floss a hundred chicks

Right with ya, drunk off that white liquor

Gray goose might hit ya, over the melon

Who you tellin', we get right nigga

This is J-Freemurder, got it from his poppa

Known as Big Free Turner

Cuffie, did you touch me, yo my goons gon' squeeze burners

Pimp halls, ain't a sucker, gettin' balls, take the Rucker

Fifth jaw, bang your hummer, forget yours, take a number

[Chorus]

[Freemurder]

Your boy be the mack like Max Julian

Tote gats, two of them

Right on 'em, stay with some Nike's on 'em

Lay back, slick fucker, look how we switch numbers

On that Benz-o, you know how the rims go

Never stop spinnin', that's how them little chickens

Never stop grinnin', that's how the seven got women

(Regular!) Pull over, while ya'll in the hood sober

Bored as hell, not noticin' I took over

[Shacronz]

I'mma keep cockin', heat poppin'

Out the club, inches, beat knockin'

That shit that got that Jeep lockin'

Get money, buy clothes, sick, hungry, rise slow

Sittin' on Mickey tires, hittin' that 5-0

Violate, we must kill, whole team, bust steele

In 90, my projects shut down, Deville

Seen a lot of rebels try, first the dude pedals by

Since '85, my hood known to let the metal fly

[Chorus x2]

[Outro: Freemurder]

Yo, Fort Greene [repeat in background x6]