歌手:Royce Da 5'9"
专辑:《Street Hop》

And on the cool check-in
Center stage on the mic
And we're puttin it on wax
It's the new style![Royce Da 5'9"]
New money, quite powerful mic module
Green ducats, black models, white bottles
Packed house, you lookin at the wrong *****
Long digits, we can bet the farm who farm bigger
Once I go in my zone,
I could leave my jewelry at home
I glow on my own, you can go in my phone
You gon' see some numbers of *****es that's so into me
A couple you might've ****ed before, mentally
I don't snitch, furthermore
I tour {?}
It's death before dishonor before misery
Let us know it - we don't make it rain no more
We pull out them dollars and let her throw it
We gettin new money, let us blow it[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9" (Iyana Dean)]{"New! New!"}[Royce]
I'm soundin like new money to me, {"New"} money to me[Royce] {"New"} money to me, {"New"} money to me[Iyana]
You shinin like new money to me, {"New"} money to me[Iyana] {"New"} money to me, {"New"} money to me[Royce]
Whoa![Royce Da 5'9"]
No iller, flow realer, go-rilla
I'm no killa, **** dealer,
I'm so Dilla[Interlude: Iyana Dean]
United we stand, divided we fall, let's pray
Any, legend, you know, we gon' miss you
Missing your life, turn up the lights
Lighters hiiiiiiiiiigh![Royce - during Interlude]
Lighters, cell phones, whatever you got
Put it up in the sky for the legendary
J Dilla y'all
Lights high![Royce Da 5'9"]
Uhh, you hoes can bring it, old school chosen
EnglishFrozen bling and throw-in singles
Y'all ******, pray that your babies come out havin good hair
I pray mines have all they toes and fingers
We are different, point blank, distant
It's just meant you rappin 'bout what
I just spent
As far as hip-hop's concerned you all the same
A bunch of mohawks, skinny jeans and wallet chains
A bunch of dancin beefin street blogger lames
So don't get mad at the king if
I should call your name
The new cartel - the doc pop the tag off my asswhen
I was born, my momma ***** had the new car smell[Chorus][Royce Da 5'9"]
With no booth, the flow through,
I'm so truth
I'm sittin in pudding right now,
I'm so +Proof+[Interlude][Royce - during Interlude]
One more time, hands in the
AIR!For the legendary,
Proof!Detroit baby, lights high![Royce Da 5'9"]
Uhh, Lord willin, 2
Pac with more feelin
Your boy's a giant,
I step the floor ceilin's
More drinkin, more spillin, poor thinkin
You keep it one hundred,
I keep it more
FranklinsI keep it one thousand
I keep, buyin and buyin, while you lookin around until you done browsin
Ha, I put my money where my mouth is (yes!)
Gentlemen's bet, no gentleman 'bout this
Non-regional dialect and outfit
I'm on my
West, Midwest,
East, South ****
I'm all about chips, with my swallow mouth *****
Signin out,
P.S. (Slaughterhouse)
*****!![Chorus]{"New! New! New!"}[Interlude][Iyana]
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