Dirty Bronx Intro Lyrics

Uh
I guess it’s that time, huh?
Montana

And I’ll use you as a warning sign
That if you talk enough sense then you’ll lose your mind
Nothing like it
And I’ll use you as a focal point
So I don’t lose sight of what I want
Coke boy, south Bronx

And I moved farther than I thought I could
Wave blues, bravo
But I missed you more than I thought I would
It’s the intro, ha
And I’ll use you as a warning sign
Mac and cheese five, ah
That if you talk enough sense then you’ll lose your mind
Coke boy, baby

Get ready to rumble

Fronting like they gave me something when I had to take it
Fresh out the hole, Christopher Walken, back of the Lincoln
What about the time wearing the same clothes, stinking?
Hustling with a visa, coulda got deported, whatchu was thinking?

Man, I had to do it, my mom’s welfare, my pops blew it
Tried to swallow my pride but couldn’t chew it
I been through it
I couldn’t speak English fluent, now she French kissing me
Cribs, cars be the newest
What?
Yeah, the newest ride
I remember when he used to slide
Now you on your Hollywood bullshit, right?

Man, I was trying to buy the block, that Nipsey shit scared me
I lost Chinx, lost Max, but you don’t hear me
Whatever
You know I turned the east up, I sold a hundred million records
Yeah, you sold a hundred million, but they all features

Never that, most of my plaques I’m the feature
N*** barely go gold, I had to dominate
I’m the most streamed artist out my whole continent
Whatever, dog
You too light skin to be African
You’re from the South Bronx, stop Collin Kappin-it
What was your last hit, dog? You’re straight ass
For real though

Mopstick, but I really started with Straight Cash
And that was ’08, every summer different hit
N**, stop
Max put you on, you make me sick
What you got?

Never, me and Fraud had New York minute
Mr. Cocaine City, street hits, I had plenty
But yeah, you right
New York never played my record
I went down south, made Choppa Down, made ’em respect it
I remember

And Chinx was way better than you
Yeah, he was better the me, he was my prodigy
Dog, he was supposed to be
And how you pulling all these Hollywood hoes?
I know you tricking, right?
I’m the dirty Bronx n**, get it right