Artist: G-Note$
Album:  Corner Luv
Song:   N.Y.C. Housing
Typed by: Tha Masta

[G-Note$]
N.Y.C. Housing, Kings Borough spells nothing but trouble
That's where the body experts play with forty cals
Freport is where they get fly
It's either get doe or die, I'm broke as a bitch
Smurfville, is home where Killa Smurf
Grimy Smurf and them Smurf bitches that's hoes
Albany, them niggaz break all laws
And specialize in letting off four-fours
Roosevelt, they don't aim below the belt
When they after that ass they aim for the mustache
Tompkins, is where they stomp niggaz and bitches
And email snitches pictures and murder snitches
L.G., yo, they stare with their ratchets out
Cuz they talk with their guns, they bang for ones
Marcy, that's where you cough up a lung and corpses litter the streets

[Chorus 2X: G-Note$]
It's the criminal breeding grounds of the ghetto
I'm from the P.J.'s, P.J.'s...
Where they breed criminals and crimes feed criminals
Crime makes the world turn...

[G-Note$]
Howard Houses, is where Blue Beard was from
Niggaz fear him and Sincere, son
Langston Hughes, my G had it locked the fuck down
'Til everybody, got locked the fuck down
Prospect Plaza, let your tech spaz out
Hustling them drugs, stay on that money route
Tilden, yo, they ready and willing
They do what it takes to make money, money
Linden, them niggaz is robbing
They love elevator Vick's, them niggaz is starving
B.V. Houses, never ran and never will
And they always, stick to their blue steel
Pink Houses, means criminal Dougie Howsers
White collar crime niggaz, holla
Ebbott's Field, my niggaz shot that shit up (hahahaha)

[Chorus 2X - minus last line second repeat]

[G-Note$]
Yo, my Fort Green niggaz'll murder ya team
It's an N.Y.C. Housing thing, M.M. rounds go off
In the playgrounds of killas, gamblers, dope heads and crackheads
I love my town, B.K., niggaz respect it, never disrespect it
We street players, yo, crime makes the world go round
And record players, my world is the P.J.'s
We living bottles of Henny, my niggaz think drinks
From Cypress Hills to Red Hooks we the livest crooks
The livest killas, the livest guerillas
We the livest niggaz and got the livest bitches