Last Stop - Nems

Yes, OK, Haha, Coney Island nigga, All day, The last stop

Yeah C.I.

til the day I die, Its A Murdafest niggas

Fuck Ya Life until the casket drops

We get money nigga, All about the cash the guap

You gonna keep talkin until your ass get popped

Im from Coney Island nigga thats The Last Stop

You ain’t hard they should call you Mr. Softie

Your bitch drank a chaulk fulla nuts, No coffee

The way I talk shit somebody should been offed me

But none of yall can hold me down, Nigga get off me

I tell a bitch beat it, You ask what it’s gonna cost me?

Look right in to that Michael knife, Cause a dealer tryin to polish me

I’m flossy, So belive that I pack lead

Niggas in your hood said your mother is a crack head

And yous a crack baby, You’ll get smacked crazy

This shit is over, Somebody call the fat lady

I’m a mack baby, Yeah a pimp homie

Walk the ave.

with that mother fuckin limp whoadie

Keep that thing on me, Whats cha think shorty?

I pay for nothing you gunther, You better bring a 40

You better bring a friend, Bitch you better bring some guap

You fuckin with NEMs baby, this The Last Stop

I get by, Get fly, While yall niggas get bummy

Listen, Selling m&ms on the train dont count as getting money

Dummy, Blow your fuckin skull and bones out your fuckin skully, Doney

Put on your gasp face, Cause it’s getting ugly

And i’m gettting hungry, So what the deal?

Cause right now that chain is looking like a three course meal

Your watch is dessert, My Glock is a flirt

That’ll push up on your face, Make the cops go bezerk

Now watch how I murk everything that I get on

I never see your ass in the hood, Nigga you dead wrong

It’s over when I get on, Get stepped on like concrete

My four fifth will leave a rapper noid, Call me Mobb Deep

C’mon chief, You don’t really want beef

Cause ill poke a hole the size of a knucle, Right through your moms cheek

Fucked like three bitches who thought I was Jon B

Sang em the same song, Busted a nut, I was gone, Peace