Yeah, yo word up man

*** cold out here man, *** toes is killing me man

*** been on the block all day man

But you know I gotta get this money, rain, sleet, snow man

*** man, yo man listen Yo we project living with plastic on the furniture

Little niggaz coming up will *** try to murda ya

The D's not out so the coast is clear

But it's getting hard to sleep with this roach in my ear Everybody got a nena, everybody got a vest

New York City is the arena of death

Yo the strip moving slow but everybody going hard

Seeing more D's than a damn report card Everybody rap now, follow they dreams

I'm a call my clientele man and sign all my fiends

Same gear for a week wearing dirty clothes

All day in the spot by a dirty stove Trials keep me strong, hope keep me happy

But I'm only human so these niggaz wanna clap me

The drug game over but there's money to make

So niggaz clappin' at niggaz to raise the crime rate You can live by the gun or die by the bullet

Niggaz push me for sho I'm gonna pull it

Material objects got the world crooked

In my hood they hustle and be on the juoke *** Snakes in the grass, be on that bull***

Niggas thats ass stay with the full clip

Guns get blast, niggaz on that shook ***

So live by the gun or die by the bullet The rhymes you spit can embarass the city

Well, my game bag names like Paris and Nikki

Load the semi I'm in the spot carving the crack

You stunt I'll leave my bullets lodged in your back New York City, everything move fast

Little girls get pregnant, throw their baby in the trash

China white wizzy movin' quickly on the ave

Same coke that got Whitney in the rehab Up early in the morning 'cuz there's money to earn

'Cuz the early bird be the one that catch the worm

We got nicks, trieze, twenties and dimes

Got my spot looking like a soul train line *** doin' time, I'm trying to progress

Get that money man nigga serve your projects

Hustlin' homie thats all I know

In the summer time I can make the whole strip snow You can live by the gun or die by the bullet

Niggaz push me for sho', I'm gonna pull it

Material objects got the world crooked

In my hood they hustle and be on the juoke *** Snakes in the grass, be on that bull***

Niggas thats ass stay with the full clip

Guns get blast, niggaz on that shook ***

So live by the gun or die by the bullet