Yeh Yeh Yeh

I done learned from mistakes like who's my man

N' Who's not, like who's gon run and who's not

Like who's gon shoot if you shot

Who gon hold they own, who's not

Who gon change glocks

[Chorus x2]

In the street of new york you can't trust nobody

Niggas'll run up on you with a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free and smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me you gotta leave here with a body

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

When I was 10 years old I seen a nigga take 3 in the head

Probably around the same time you use to pee in the bed

I'd stay awake cause my nightmares was seein' him dead

The smell of burnt tires peelin after leavin him lead

The killer fled with a fuckin laugh

My heart pumpin on blast

I just stare at him slumped in the grass

Arms movin, fingers shakin, spittin up blood

DNA mixed in the mud, another ditch to be dug

Their I stood stiffer than wood it's the homie that use to buy me candy

Now he's gone who's gonna provide his family

My air bring this shit up n' runnin I never thought I'd be that sick

Damn I wasn't suppose to see that shit

That's when I thought, it was more than 3 shots

It could have been the aimin for me, maybe he circled around the block

I turned around and my pops, he like “what happened?”

This nigga rolled up and just started clappin', I can still hear him laughin'

[Chorus x2]

In the street of new york you can't trust nobody

Niggas'll run up on you with a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free and smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me you gotta leave here with a body

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]

It was a regular day in southside, sprinklers n' kids runnin'

And all of a sudden heads turnin', somebody did sumthin

This nigga named, I forgot, fuck it he lived around the block

Regular getting' money nigga but loved to clown a lot

Walk across the park stuntin' and frontin'

Diamonds in his ears, diamond watch on, eatin a bag of popcorn

Walked up behind a shorty and grabbin' her waist

She pushed him away

So he threw the bag in her face

She felt disrespected , shorty couldn't accept it

Called him a pussy told him she'd be back in a second

But he ain't payin no mind called her a bitch about 4 times

Stayed in the park, with no niggas with him and no nine

And then in no time an older nigga from behind

Swung a baseball bat

Left his face all crack

Told him to take all that

Hit him again popped his chain with a frown

And left the clown with a stain on the ground

[Chorus x2]

In the street of new york you can't trust nobody

Niggas'll run up on you with a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free and smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me you gotta leave here with a body

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]

Now all my days go by blowin that sicky icky

California made me picky

Chickenheads tryin' to stick me with a hicky

If we, roll up quickly, stick me, some was tipsy

The location don't matter I'm southside until they hit me

I'd be dead

If looks can kill, I'm from the ghetto boys

But I don't know scarface I push will bill, My heart spills

For the kids who ain't got nothing and who got to steal, and from my

Cousin I lost, lookd over the steerin wheel

[Chorus x2]

In the street of new york you can't trust nobody

Niggas'll run up on you with a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free and smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me you gotta leave here with a body