N.y.c.

uh, Half-A-Mill, Brooklyn

Yea, New York city, Manhattan, Queens

Where we from son?

[Chorus: Half-A-Mill]

We from New York City, New York City

Grimey, thug gritty, New York City

I'm from New York City, New York City

we get money, we get busy, we get paid in New York City

[Verse 1]

Yo in the streets of New York

Dope fiends are leanin for more fiends

TV screen follow homoicide scene

I drive you to Queens, S-5 wit hot beems

Divide Queen wit my team forever our scheme is not a dream

Its all real, they saw Mill he walk wit still

Quick on draw 4-4 put a limp in your grill

Your temperature chill, ain't nuttin for your wig to peal

Took a hit when shit gets real, cause niggaz get killed

Cooked up a half-a-ki creals, niggaz runnin up on yo family wit steel

And cause more horror then "Ammitville"

Hang granny up side down, shots rang from the pound, ill

You better any up 'em bills, cause blood spill for 'em bucks

Where I'm from for real, big guns put you on the run

Where I'm from is real

Niggaz want mills and more steel, 20 inch on the four wheel

Turn your front to a war field, for real

[Chorus: Half-A-Mill]

Some niggaz blood some niggaz crip

21 slugs I'm spittin it

sittin on bricks gettin yayo gettin it

Niggaz got nose drips and sniff it

Niggaz got more chips then the lil bit

We markin and distribute it

Mass production, that way you get a quick

Fiends get sick, vomit and shit when they can't get a hit

Nigga drop dead right on the strip

Ole D of herion, he was an old G

Shot medicine in his arms

Ghetto sins Brook-lon to cheddar on amp

Til a nigga fear chest wit ten, and pressure bends

Make you run over pedestrians

Ain't no snitchin or confessions

Its like the west we in

The foul flesh we in, we rep again

Lead tech off and dead your man, we represent

NYC dawg its dedtriment

Hoodlum put guns on your tongue and click

Hung your clique, dunn now from cents

[Chorus: Half-A-Mill]

Uh, I'm from borough that's thorough

Lil niggaz pushin CL-6's

Best payin female to the pitchers

Went from rags to riches

Jags wit the bags in engine

And I still wear a mask for a half-a-million

Yea we know you got the stash in the ceiling

And we live from New York

Where every night another apple is pealin

Major cookouts, smash and grillin

Pour ash through your pj's

Try to get back to your building

We on your hallway wit masked out

You don't want me to get at your children

Now get that cash or you gonna miss 'em

I'm like the Marshall when I cause the Vision

And I ain't tryin get stabbed the burn

Smash instil the gats is gonna burn

Cats goin to learn, New York is actioned packed

Even Clinton moved to Harlem for sacks and black

Blazin in his Cadillac, welcome to the concrete jungle

Were you when or citizen, til the police mind beat upon you

[Chorus: Half-A-Mill]

[Outro: Half-A-Mill]

Half-A-Mill, Brooklyn, NYC, representin

Yea, uh ya heard, five borough, yea uh

New York, New York, New York City