East Coast (Remix)
(专辑: Still Striving - 2017)
[A$AP Ferg:] Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix) Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the
sun is up All of you niggas get burnt when the
gun is up This that East Coast motherfucker Call me Mr. East Coast motherfucker [Busta Rhymes:] Let me give them a
friendly reminder real quick, yo Y'all already know the
god gotta talk Every single time I
come you niggas know I
gotta do it Yes I
gotta do it and I
gotta kill em and I
gotta hit em Yes you know a
nigga gotta beat em stupid Only got 41 seconds just to give a
nigga shit Every second bitch I
gotta use it Some wack, a
nigga blew it and I
cannot Grab the
microphone and not make a
motherfucker lose it And I
make niggas jump in the
back Niggas up, she in the
back of the
truck Lil' mommy wanna fuck and she really wanna suck When I
finish with it then we go in the
back of the
club And we do this shit again my nigga, pronto Bip-de-badda-de-booda-de-beat it like a
bongo Banging on the
pussy like a
nigga named Alonzo Head game crazy, that make her the
head honcho Mad cause I
took his bitch and now he thinks he macho? Somebody better call the
cops yo 'Fore we run up inside of that nigga's lil' condo Put him in a
box so the
nigga in a
cargo (cargo, cargo) Shut a
nigga down (fake bitch) Throw a
bottle at ya, shut a
nigga mouth (break shit) Come and follow me, stand up on the
couch (shake shit) Let us wallow, niggas know we're in the
house (trey fifth) East Coast nigga! [A$AP Ferg:] 10031 is where my zip is Livin how I
live up in the
trenches Run through a
bodega like I
ain't got riches Run through a
bodega like I
ain't got (come on) Don't do it for the
haters, I
do it for the
bitches My flow Al-Qaeda, I
kill rap niggas Y'all Now and Laters, sweet ass-niggas Soon as you get famous, they wanna ass-kiss Only thing that I'm missing is Hov verse (JAY-Z) I
get a
feeling, they want the
old Ferg "Cocaine Castle", "Hood Pope" Ferg Got a
question to ask, do you know Ferg? Do you know that I
come from where the
toast burn? New York, New York, I
run for dirt On Hungry Ham up on the
corner Fiends taste the
lean, they never sober For being in the
streets to run a
culture I
never been in the
weave, I
had hoes, brah Who's that jiggy motherfucker with the
clothes, brah? I'm finna kill these motherfuckers with the
flow, brah I'm the
best in the
game with the
flow, brah In New York I
Milly Rock to Magnolia I
love the
East but shoutout to every coast, brah South to North and even West Coast, brah [A$AP Rocky:] Blacking like I'm fresh out from retirement My flow still monumental Mental, couldn't ride an instrumental but they riding dick I
set the
standard for requirements, so call the
firemen Just me, myself and I, the
world is mine, I
put the
"I" in his His posse too clean, his diamonds like tip His skin too clear, his bitch gon' stare So mind your biz, how they find the
time for minding mine I
find these college chicks for top with Kylie's lips Oh my, oh my (running) Running, running like you want it (running) Running, running like you stole it (running) Running, running like I'm going (woo) Running, pitching like I'm bowling (woo) In my city, gangs run the
inner city Load a
semi for the
chiddy bang Flacko, Fergie, Frenchie with the
bitties Hit up Remy for the
pretty gang [Dave East:] Lately I
feel like a
Beatle I'm Paulie McCartney just rocking Moschino Moscato or Pinot I
got some bitches to hop in the
Regal, phenomenal deep throat I'm more Ali than Muhammad My noodles was Ramen, go Google my diamonds I
got some shooters in college I
feel like a
coach, I'm recruiting and signing Look, I
still be moving in silence I'm balling in blue like I'm hooping in Dallas Bitch I
don't play for no Mavericks You need to think who gon' pay for your casket Ignorant bastard But I'm still conscious enough to give hope to the
masses Watch the
coke do gymnastics Dominique Dawes, foreign my car when I'm mashing [French Montana:] Chain busting it down, wrist busting it down Your bitch busting it down, rap game up fucking it now I
could be a
jeweler, neck on Slick the
Ruler You niggas is comedy, talking fast like Bone Thugs-N-Harmony KRS-One, Big L
flows Son of a
gun with the
Buffalo Head on my wrist is a
P1 Made more money than E1 One time Chinx, two time Yams (Yams) Get the
money slide like a
violin You know my nigga Max almost home You know we run the
East Coast zone nigga [Rick Ross:] In the
kitchen culinary, I
could whip a
Bloody Mary And I
wish that blood would dead me, I'ma get your brother burried Gangbanging with your halo, business on the
payphone Bitches pussies drying up, like Taz's Angels Never was a
client, 'cause that boy ain't buying it And I
got a
bottom bitch, my top come on consignment Step up from the
minor league, double M the
dynasty No I
never sold dope, I
just got me a
finder's fee Following my frequency, niggas rapping week to week Suckers be so weak to me, text but don't speak to me You can never speak for me, see the
B.I. chemistry Check into the
crazy house, I'ma turn the
labels out [A$AP Ferg:] Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix) Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the
sun is up All of you niggas get burnt when the
gun is up This that East Coast motherfucker But I
know this West Coast (Snoop Dogg) [Snoop Dogg:] 10-20 was my date of birth, the
day I
came to Earth Bottles sipping, love to burp, young nigga that's doing dirt Long Beach across my shirt, all y'all niggas gon' get merked What the
fuck is you talking 'bout? Me and Ferg, we gon' put in work Bang on ya' gang culture, out of this world It's all on a
bitch, is she a
Blood? Is she a
Crip? Don't slip, think not, on the
block where it's hot Legalize with the
nines, give a
fuck about a
cop Real shit, this is it, from the
bottom to the
Bay This is anybody K, California all day Yes-sir, on the
curb, Mossberg by the
band Little homies on the
roof with the
blam, blam, blam! Long Beach, popping pill on 'em I
been working so hard, nigga, get your bale on I
been working so hard, nigga, work to sell something I
been working so hard, welcome to the
hellzone, zone, zone See I'm from Long Beach [A$AP Ferg (Snoop Dogg):] Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, remix (See I'm from Long Beach) Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the
sun is up All of you niggas get burnt when the
gun is up (See I'm from Long Beach) This that East Coast motherfucker (California motherfucker, see I'm from Long Beach) Call me Mr. East Coast motherfucker (West Coast)