Can't believe it It's propane and Premo He Scorcese, I'm Pacino He a Gang Starr legend I'm a real OG though It's that New York Rider Music they bump in the streets yo My Brownsvilla niggas that be letting that heat go The streets know, and plus the police chief know It's deep in New York, we be playin for keeps yo Get caught slippin yeah, we rock you to sleep yo
My citie's a problem Straight Bronx , Brooklyn to Harlem Niggas trying to maintain they stardom In Queens they robbin, snatchin wallies off and stomp em So don't come around here often, from OT flossin You get send back in the coffin Staten Island, yeah they known for extortion New Yorkers'll kill you, Young shottas quick to peel you If you aint gangsta, we will reveal you, Prem!
Scratches
Alright This is all real
It's that New York rider music That New York rider music
If you think this is the end This is only the beginning
It's that New York rider music We playing for keeps
Yo My Westcoast homies rep LA, from Watts to Compton In the Bay, you don't want no problems Them dudes'll solve em My Detroit players, they mobbin In the Chi, they be callin me Jordan Going hard in Houston, OGs in New Orleans Katrina survivors, those in coffins Y'all took some losses New York, we done lost the towers But we aint lose Hip Hop, it's ours My New York riders, Come on, it was born inside us That's why my state is the livest Real niggas know that Every time you see a fitted or throwback Putting grills in your mouth, all that shit is old black Y'all know that niggas wanna be like Slick Rick you bout to get vicked, so think quick New Yorkers'll kill you Young shottas quick to peel you If you aint gangsta, we will reveal you
Scratches
Alright This is all real
It's that New York rider music That New York rider music
If you think this is the end This is only the beginning
It's that New York rider music We playing for keeps