6ix9ine - kings lyrics
[intro: 50 cent]
50!
yeah
i run new york!
yeah, yeah
i run new york!
[chorus: 6ix9ine and 50 cent]
teka$hi 6ix9ine, from that sc-m f-ckin’ squad
f-ck these b-tches, f-ck the law
grab my squad, f-ck ’em all (i run new york!)
teka$hi 6ix9ine, from that sc-m f-ckin’ squad
f-ck these b-tches (50), f-ck the law
grab my squad, f-ck ’em all (squad!)
[verse 1: 50 cent]
it’s young lil punk -ss, thinkin’ out loud
south side, tie die, that’s just how i get down
i’m back in the game, shawty, to rule and conquer
you sing for hoes, and sound like the cookie monster
i’m the hardest from new york, my flow is spotless
all the other hard n-gg-s, they come from yonkers
it’s with ease, in your head just see n-gg-s in the background
and you never gonna sell, unless you [?] crackdown
them n-gg-s dead, you suck, they no good
i ain’t never heard a n-gg- say they like them in the hood
i’m back better than ever, on top of my game
even the [?] say 50, we feelin’ you mane
now y’all stay the f-ck out of my zone
out of my throne, i’m new york city’s own
bad guy, bad guy, ah
[chorus: 6ix9ine and 50 cent]
teka$hi 6ix9ine, from that sc-m f-ckin’ squad
f-ck these b-tches, f-ck the law
grab my squad, f-ck ’em all (i run new york!)
teka$hi 6ix9ine, from that sc-m f-ckin’ squad
f-ck these b-tches, f-ck the law
grab my squad, f-ck ’em all (squad!)
[verse 2: 6ix9ine]
punch you in your face, motherf-cker i knock your teeth out
more like shoot you in the face, watch your mouth, i watch you bleed out
do you dirty in the spot, motherf-cker i brought the beam out
headshot, close range, closed case, what that be ’bout?
n-gg-s really can’t tear they sh-t ’till my n-gg-s come in with sh-t on ’em
beat a n-gg- out his g’s, go on e-bay, let ’em bid on him
same n-gg-s you idolize, if you would fight, would spit on you
i only ride my day ones, if you ain’t discussing d-ck homie
n-gg-s mad ’cause they b-tch want me
f-ck a b-tch, i’m ’bout my chips
i need a 6 with kit on it
.38, rubber grip on it
sc-m gang all my n-gg-s riders
cut c-ke through the bedstuyver
word around my side of town
your b-tch’s -sshole [?]
teka$hi 6ix9ine from that sc-m f-cking squad
no doors, break the walls, sc-m gang ’til i fall
(i run new york!)
[chorus: 6ix9ine and 50 cent]
teka$hi 6ix9ine, from that sc-m f-ckin’ squad
f-ck these b-tches, f-ck the law
grab my squad, f-ck ’em all (i run new york!)
teka$hi 6ix9ine, from that sc-m f-ckin’ squad
f-ck these b-tches, f-ck the law
grab my squad, f-ck ’em all
[outro: 6ix9ine and 50 cent]
i owe you for this one
i run new york!
i run new york!
sc-m gang!
i run new york!
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