Original lyrics

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Ayo, auxillary cops be grillin' me out patrol cars Why's my chain so big with no job? Remain so jig with no scars, infinite names Ain't it funny how the innocent change? Used to be kinda quiet, A whole different way, fake permit in my wallet Until the shit expired Learned to drive at age twenty-five, see I used to catch cabs Smokin' lye while my girl fuck with mesc tabs Do anything just to laugh I'll cop anything to to have Rock it once, put it in a hustlers path I got signed with no rhymes wrote Wrote it quick, throwin' rhymes out for free so y'all could know my shit Know my zip, 11101 Pretend thug niggas own one gun Bust shots and don't run Late nights the police don't come And if you still don't know where I'm from... Chorus 10th street (96th and spellman), 12th street, vernon (queensbridge), the Pub, the hill (long island city), the thugs (thugs everywhere) , it's Real, the love (organized crime)