[Verse 1]
Not the New Jack era, but I’m still a New Jack hustler
Cause I come from the real New Jack muthafucka
Stack cake layers, I’ont care if you don’t like me
I’m a street player, I got ice cubes in my ice tea
I’m cool calm, collected and shit
A gentleman, but I’m disrespectful bout my chips
‘Criminal Intent’, no law and order
A big eighth and jell caps, I can fill ya order
We don’t call em’ babies, in Detroit we call it cuties
Turn the white to green attract the big booty cutie
New Jack thе soft
Grams? I’m shavin' em’ off
Then I’m loungin' downtown in a Greentown loft
I think I’m Butch Jones, I think I’m Lеroy
Fiends like the girl but they crazy bout that boy
'89 and '90? I'm bringin' it back
Big bad boy, Bobby it's smack
Cheesy ‘Craft all the way to Chedah Mile
Do it big this that ‘91 style
See we call these things bricks, but what's that about?
Put em’ up all together it won’t build a house
Choppers clap ya house if you tell on me
These wicked Detroit streets got a spell on me
I’m cool, but I’m crazy
Dumb and oh so lazy
The cheap shot that you took at me? Didn’t even graze me
Sippin' uncle nearest, plottin' my next move
‘Errol Flynn’ in they face, that's the way to groove
Respect my words like it came from Leviticus or Deuteronomy
Motor city madness nothin’ but killas around me
Ain’t no pity in this city
Yeah it gets real gritty
Oh, we known for that doo-wa-ditty
Cartier and Gavanci, hard to pronounce
I can get it cause my dope got bounce to the ounce
Sommerset Mall, pocket full of dough
Hit the strip club, but I ain't thowin’ no dough
Yeah I use to do it, but that was befo'
Got laced wit’ some game and now I know
Plus I know a whole bunch strippers, they in love wit’ me
You give her all yo money, she give it to me
But enough about me
Welcome to the ‘D’
Ain't no limit when it comes to this ‘ghetto d’
That's how it is, it's been this way
Only for a short time, but crime does pay
George Clinton came here wit’ the Parliament
‘Errol Flynns’ at the concert robbin' and shit
Makin' everybody get down like James Brown
On the floor at Cobo Hall give up ya wallet now
‘20/20 Boys’ and the ‘Gouhleys’? they combined
Became the best friends, shivers down ya spine
I heard you do crack
Welcome to New Jack
Ain't no steppin’ without weapon in the city, don’t lack
[Hook]
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, h-h-h-hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, h-h-h-hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, h-h-h-hustler

[Verse 2]
From east to west, from west to east
In Detroit, Michigan ain’t never been peace
Even back in the day, when n***as was still down south
Italians was puttin’ guns in each other’s mouths
That was then, Zerilli, Tocco, Giacalone
But now, n***as pushin' crack New Jack homie
Let it rain let it drip
Ain't no Bloods, ain’t no Crips
But it's still some greedy n***as, clockin’ them chips
New Jack Hustlers, hungry like a hog
The ‘Ponies’ and ‘The Inc’, yeah they got that dog
But if you really want that hard though
Gotta go to a rock house, Yo-Yo and Marlowe
C.M.B., the Chambers Boys
Gunners guard the spots, automatic toys
Tracy Camilla Johns, we was all crushin' on her
Wishin' we was the one fuckin' on her
Uniqua? Ouuuh, that ass make you wanna grab it
New Jack dick? She's got to have it
Because of a beautiful woman, yo mama gon' grieve
A female the reason Rockin’ Reg killed Freaky Steve
Reggie killed Steve over female
Went to prison, prolly never heard from that female
Before White Boy Rick got sentenced to life
He snitched Johnny in the feds then started seein’ his wife
Big Ed Hansard was thowin’ down
His name was ringin' all through the Motor Town
He ran off wit’ some keys from Maserati Rick
Cause he had a new plug in L.A. named Freeway Rick
Trynna finesse the plug, that's how he play the shit
Got Contra ‘caine, so why should he pay shit?
But still havin’ all kinda whips, all kinda jewelry
Mazi ain’t like the disrespect, it filled him wit’ fury
Rick plug was Demetris, he was a different type of thug
Wore a suit and tie every day but he'll pump you wit’ slugs
Used the Fat Man's Colombian connect to maneuver wit’ drugs
Eddie Jackson used to be Larry Hoover’s plug
Maserati Rick and ‘D’? They wasn't havin' that shit
Pulled up on Eddie and they both started clappin' shit
Detroit Police asked Ed in his hospital bed, who shot him and shit
But Ed said "Nah, when I heal I got this!"
Stitched up, healed up went on the hunt wit’ Lodrick
Eventually on West Seven Mile, that's where they got Rick
[Hook]
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, h-h-h-hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, h-h-h-hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, h-h-h-hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, h-h-h-hustler

[Bridge]
Detroit, Detroit, Detroit, Detroit
Detroit, Detroit, Detroit, Detroit
Detroit, Detroit, Detroit, Detroit
Detroit, Detroit, Detroit, Detroit

[Hook]
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, h-h-h-hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, h-h-h-hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, h-h-h-hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack, h-h-h-hustler