Who

Browz they gon' hate you after this one
It's one to what? Let's go!

[Verse 1:]
Who the [bad word] want a problem with a problem with steam trees
Ironman status press cowards with steam tees
Catch me in the corner to somethin' wit some mean B'S
Im Harlem's best kept secret like I'm Kareem Reed
Comfy on the ave cuz I reps my [bad word] I got a crew why I need cops to protect my [bad word] Yeah I know cats haitn' but Im lovin' it
Thats why I park before deuce troop it out just for the [bad word] of it
You cant find a [bad word] in the city thats tougher
I got a 3-year run like TS at the Rucker
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout who da next to pop
Cause everybody who's supposed to been hot done flopped
Last year on the mixtapes I heard a lot of greasy rappin'
Now niggaz tryin' to see what happened
Everybody mad but you see I'm laughing
Their careers stuck at the toll I'm E-Z Passin'
It's Harlem to the death of me till ain't nothin left for me [bad word] showin' em how to do it I gave niggaz recipes
And your label knows you garbage
Thats why they got you sittin' on the shelf like you was made for a cabbage STUPID!

YEAH! I RUN NEW YORK MAN!(Get in touch wit me)

[Chorus:]
WHO (Who) wanna be the next to get it
and become the next statistic in da hood and tell me
WHO (Who) wanna try to get luck
and get left right beside their truck [bad word] lemme know
WHO (Who) wanna aim at the statue
Let the whole city vote get at'cha
Please tell me
WHO (Who) wanna call my bluff
Who think they friend can't get touched
Point him out [bad word] WHO WHO WHO WHO WHO WHO WHO WHO

[Verse 2:]
Back on da scene it's ya [bad word]  man from da block
In da where da cake can buck buck they shots
Never solo on da ave always posted with my gang
MH get it straight ain't a [bad word] thing change
Bang! Back up don't make a [bad word] have to pull the 'Lac up
Hop up the front seat and act up
Stomp you all wit some hightops
and jump right back in da ESV and re-strap my straps up
Make sure my cuff is right fix my jacker
And pull my [bad word] back over my brows and light a sack up
You might as well pack up
And your album might've been hot but just hearin' you [bad word] all da tracks up
Lotta niggaz gon' get exposed once I do a number
Think about it be scared yeah you should wonder
Just think about when I swipe da throne
And even worse than that just think about when mice come home
Niggaz mad cause they raps is lame
And I flash them chains gettin' better yearly like Madden games money
I know your life don't go past your lane
Im passing fully stuffed vanillas you passin' grains
This is NYC at its best
I grew up runnin' my mouth for free now I breathe for checks and yes!
I ain't losin' not a thing [bad word] a headlock I got the streets in a million-dollar dream [bad word] 

YEAH! IT'S ONE TO WHAT?(Harlem)
SWAT TEAM! (Your more welcome man)

[Chorus]

Swat team man! Vado, Al, Reese!
Free Mike song thats da campaign
Its da statue!
Naj 2
They ain't [bad word]  with ya boy man
rolla!