Brooklyn Academy - New York Bounce lyrics

[Intro] Ohhh! {*each line echoes*} This big Kron Some Dirty South sh** It's easy ahh Some New York sh** Kron hit, on that Dirty South tip (a lil' diddy bop) Kron hit (word, word, word, word) [Verse 1] Kron livin it up, sippin it up Smokin it up, O's in the trunk Otch{?} in the cup, rollin it up f** hoes made 'em nuts Scared 'em away like lunch from puppy mutts Some things luck, but this ain't that But load a verse, flip a cat My dogs on post, I ain't gotta say Sick that cat, we live like that We suh-suh-stackin it up like that Click-clak-clap ended up on track sh** so fat make her bounce in the back Stay with an ounce of black optimo and 'gnac What'chu know 'bout that? Flow like that, sip a Barcardi and 'dro like that Pill in the party Eddie Mo like that Old as Atari don't show like that Know you hardly get dough like that Said it before this chosen rap Is better than y'all lil' h*mo rap n***a been gone for a minute and back Damn it feel good when the beef is back n***a in the hood and leanin back n***a shoulda known not to sleep like that Not knowin a n***a pack heat like that Cream in the bag and we eat like that This is that and that is this Trickin a hoe but not on this It's bu*ter flows but not yo' sh** Hit 'em with those they hollow tips Leave you just feelin like a hollow pit Yeah! (f** up outta here boy) Like that n***as, what'chu want?