I rap for all thug cliques bloods and crips. Niggas who hate the cameras and loving the chips. Caught in solitude old timers taught me how to move. Fort apache Queensbridge corner athlete.
Something's got control of me feels like I'm in a trance. Electricity runs through me dnd makes me want to dance. Take me in your arms, cause I'm want to dance all night with you.
Uh yeah, come on, uh, yo, aiyyo. . How I'm gon' forget my muscle, I just had to switch my hustle. And try to make hits that crush you, and dance like Nipsey Russell.