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NY Vibe's

Ey, check out wow
Ando escupiendo veneno y mis letras son pura crema
Yo escribo hasta por docena de la shit esa bien buena
Cobro 1000 en la quincena y te mato en la última cena
Hasta sin querer escribo esto corre por mis venas

Vendia materia prima, y ahora lo intento con rimas
Soy songwriter negro, dirty business en la esquina
Pero ya me acostumbre a matarlos al 2 x 3
Si quiero saco mas música y los mato como a 10

Escupiendo fuego en el puto microphone
No se trata de rapearla negga
Es tener el don
Hago lo que quiero y puedo, noventero así es que sueno
Negro ya tu me conoces, wg you know

Me muevo como la droga y nunca eh pasado de moda
Harto me tienen algunos que solo rapean por joda
Rimas fotocopiadoras, freestylean a cada hora
Como si eso fuera hip hop
Is so fucking funny negga

Negro vos no te compares, esta mierda ni te sale
Puro estilo like big l, con los ritmos de buckwild
Mis rimas si que son duras, caja bombo y escritura
No sabes como encajarla porque sos un gil

Rapeando en la puta calle, negro
Ya sabes soy todo terreno
Ando preparando temas y escribiendo like ninguno
Te voy a dar pa que lleves hasta pa tu desayuno
Mientras tanto escucha esto y mejor préndete uno
Vos préndete uno, o préndete dos
Check out wow
Fuck that, is wg foo

NY Vibe's

Hey, check out wow
I spit venom and my lyrics are pure cream
I write dozens of that good shit
I make 1000 every two weeks and I'll kill you at the last supper
I write this effortlessly, it runs through my veins

I used to sell raw materials, now I'm trying it with rhymes
I'm a black songwriter, dirty business around the corner
But I've gotten used to killing them 2 by 3
If I want to, I'll release more music and kill them like 10

Spitting fire into the fucking microphone
It's not about rapping it, girl
It's about having the gift
I do what I want and can, I sound like a 90's kid
You already know me, WG you know

I move like drugs and I've never gone out of style
I'm sick of some who only rap for fun
Rhymes that are copycats, freestyling every hour
As if that was hip hop
It's so fucking funny, man

Don't compare yourself to me, boy, this shit doesn't even come out of you
Pure style like Big L, with Buckwild beats
My rhymes are hard, drums and writing
You don't know how to fit in because you're a fool

Rapping in the fucking street, homie
You know I'm all-terrain
I'm preparing tracks and writing like no one else
I'm going to give you some to have for breakfast
In the meantime, listen to this and better light one up
Light one up, or light two
Check out wow
Fuck that, it's WG foo