Troy Ave

Troy Ave - U.O.E.N.O. Freestyle lyrics

rate me

These niggas cannot fuck around with me

Because I’m not with that chuck shit that they be on

Telling lies in their songs, I know it’s sad but true

Y’all need Ridley Scott ‘cause the G is up, powder

Spit your last case, you ain’t been high, you on some broke shit

She don’t know who her baby buy, she on some hoe shit

You scared to fail, won’t even try, you on some joke shit

Shorty having that BSB, yeah, we on some dope shit

Getting money niggas, you can get money with us

If you bring the fuck business, I’m gonna finger fuck triggers

Stay hustling, stay loyal, king’s county, stay royal

Never trick on hoes but make sure your main g’s spoiled

It’s Troy Ave, New York City in this motherfucker

I’m going drastic, no pity on these little suckers

New sheriff in town, I represent us right

Fuck police, wear my crown, I am the king of white

Powder, name synonymous we cooking, nigga

Fucking bitches booking niggas, I’m a Brooklyn nigga

Drop top driver, smooth skin, Godiva

Chocolate boy won them more rocks then pit fire

Is what the fiends say, I done made 9 000 on a Wednesday

The boulevard of broken dreams is where we stay

With more heavy metal than Green Day

21 guns

Spit your last case, you ain’t been high, you on some broke shit

She don’t know who her baby buy, she on some hoe shit

You scared to fail, won’t even try, you on some joke shit

Shorty having that BSB, yeah, we on some dope shit

Getting money niggas, you can get money with us

If you bring the fuck business, I’m gonna finger fuck triggers

Stay hustling, stay loyal, king’s county, stay royal

Never trick on hoes but make sure your main g’s spoiled

I’m the hottest nigga out in the streets, you already smell it

I’m self-made and too beast ‘cause I stay focused

I won’t sign for less than a million bucks and that price growing

I’m performing live at Summer Jam, you ain’t even going

Yeah, they just can’t fuck with me, man

Troy Ave, BSB Dope Boys, Brooklyn, New York

I am New York, nigga, my album is titled New York City, believe me

Niggas out here running around tryina sound like I am, what the fuck?

I’mma restore the pride and feeling in my city, nigga

That’s what I do, I’m on, fuck flex tape

Soul tape, rat the cane, I got some new shit with Wyclef

Come on, man, I’m on BT, coming soon

Nigga on Rapfix fucking shit up, you know what I’m saying?

Niggas can’t fuck me, I pin over the city

I ain’t tryina sound like other niggas

You don’t go to the motherfucking Chinese restaurant and order a burger with a milkshake

Niggas don’t want that from here

Niggas want this Troy Ave dope shit, nigga

New York City, nigga

Fuck out of here, nigga, I’m different, nigga, y’all I got a fate, nigga

Come on, man, can’t fuck with me, man

All my shit different, I don’t sound like nobody

I’m an original nigga

Nigga, we independent, old type, bitch, come on

Ain’t no secret under the table, development, we in all these looks

Of respectable relationships, hard work and faith, believe me

Self-made, you other niggas out there kissing ass, sucking dick on the low

You know what I’m saying?

We self-made, nigga, everything out of our own pockets

See me all, the deed is up, the album New York City is on the way

The album New York City is on the way

Troy Ave

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