[Verse 1:Ant !] Kick in the door , we screamin' ya boys No gang affiliation , im still a young boss Them young boys is catching on quick like Randy Moss To this rap sh** Guess im a verb im bout that action N.Y.C. The island is Staten , 40 deuce Mannhatten , Garantee I need 2 Queens , one Named brook her sister named lynn Im a king, what you dudes thought? I rep the Bronx Whiteplains specifically (uptown) , not many real a** me Think you better than I? Seriously I got a affinity for spittin' these real lyrics b But ain't no one taking us seriously f** it we know we real We dont care how no one feels Unless you keep it real with us Flow cold come and chills with us Play my cards right n***a wheres the dealer uh A quick freestyle for the fans Im the man with the master plan To have the world right in my hands Damn Never sold a gram or had to hit a lick f** that im still getting rich You spitting sh** you ain't 'bout While them girls screaming our name out [Outro] Ya Boys