[Mr. Cheeks]   What's ya niggas thinkin?   Mad that we increasin, while ya shrinkin?   Button up your lip, your ship is sinkin   You must be coked out, frontin like that ass is loc'd out   I'm gettin cheddar from this shit I'm spittin   And I'm gettin smoked out   Scate through the streets in whips crossin five digits   Takin shorts from no midgets   My style is top notch, y'all niggas can't fuck with the status   I'm climbin up the ladders, droppin shit the phattest   Yo, toss ya niggas like a salad   See ya style is softer than a love balad, don't let us get violent   Keep in silent when we run through, you know how niggas come through   Represent the slum too   Wearin black hoodies, keep a spare segreen inside of my Timbs   Jewelry shine like rims, hear ya niggas yellin   Make a little bread ya head is swellin from the bullshit you sellin   Who you tellin?      Chorus 2X:   It's a New York City War Call for you all   Us cats gettin green, by all means love the war   A midnight special billy New York call   So when you squeeze it kid, of you bound to fall      [Mr. Cheeks]   Cheese and henny got me lifty   I'm in the dark with shorty gettin tipsy   Shorty got my back, when niggas acting shifty   Spazzin when she's with me   Loves to hit them niggas tryin to get me   Shows and proves and she moves swiftly   Yo, take Atlantic City trips   While niggas backin no hood round they lips   My team is stackin chips   We push the hot whips, keep they kids fed   Tight a part mister rest ahead   That jealously shit is dead, fuck it live it up   We comin through and takin shit if they don't give it up   These tattoos on my body, it's no gimmick   I'm takin shit to the essence, no limits   I'm headin forwar, push my pedal all away   Let's get this cash flowin, and start ballin we all a play   To the day I'm up and gone, I'm gonna get it on   Aiyo, let's all sing along      Chorus 2X      [Mr. Cheeks]   I love this New York City life, we give and take some   You got a chance to get this cheddar nigga, make some   The only muthafucka way to go, is gettin dough   You get yours, how you gettin yours? I get my spit and flow   These niggas know about my rap capabilities   I hold the streets down for my cats and the facilities   And drink my henny when the whites, and keep the L's lit   Love to talk shit, I'm on that Queens, New York shit   That's where I'm from yo, the slum sound nation   My hot skills, help me build my foundation   Livin life up on the edge, LB Fam I pledge   To my niggas Skate Scrape, Born King and Sledge   But anyway I'm in this game kid, with many play   Goin hard, knowin I can go like any day   Let the henny stay, many say, let it go   You feelin that you got game nigga, bet it yo      Chorus 2X