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Georgie went to New York town
Where he quickly settled down
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Georgie went to New York town
Where he quickly settled down
And soon became the toast
50 Cent: G-UNIT
Announcer: MTV News on MTV 2
Gideon Yego: Hi I'm Gideon Yego with MTV news. 4 weeks strong at number one and the Eminem Show is
(0:50) 

Ensemble Hippolyte, Hippolyte Lamartine  Handiest Frenchman in da Caribbean  Got the Gull Reef Club sparkling and clean  Bravo bon travou
, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick

They said we couldn't do it, look now, I did it
I topped ?In Da
When we creep with the heat, that's how we get down

Wise men listen and laugh while fools talk
Stick up kids don't live long in New York
Fuck around
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor Flav
know you drive me crazy dat g da pimp, girl you know you drive me crazy you should be here wit me bitch, 50 Cent: Bitch! Brite and early in the mornin
like in a gymnasium
In New York I'm a .. a sinner but I'mma winner in sin city
Every .. know I go to ..
This money ain't gonna quit I stack it
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)

[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
New york city... You are now rockin with 50 cent.. Are you ready? [Gun click] I said are you ready? See you wit me nigga? DROP DEAD. Paid for a hoofy
hands 
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up 
One dead punk, killed by the man

New York New York big city of dreams 
And everything in New York
hands 
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up 
One dead punk, killed by the man

New York New York big city of dreams 
And everything in New York
Post wit a shotty
Tims on how I be
All blacked out
Hoody on wit da crack out

You can catch Mac in Marcy
4-5-6Ing it
Orange Bo Jackon's
New York
the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
That's real

We the realest nigga
50 Cent
fallin out da sky 
Bitch if I'm priceless 
Then burry me alive 
My pockets like caskets 
Death live inside 

I pulled up to the club on dubs 
They say look
New York to California
There's a new wave coming we warn ya

We're the kids in America (Ho-oh)
We're the kids in America (Ho-oh)
Everybody lives
hands 
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up 
One dead punk, killed by the man

New York New York big city of dreams 
And everything in New York
the most underrated rapper of all time
So why do you accept those that bite my rhymes
Me and eminem rhymed for d are e
Me and x was in da club bout
in the seat 
When we creep wit the heat 
That's how we get down 

Wise men listen and laugh while fools talk 
Stick up kids don't live long in New
Some said it wouldn't work, some said it wouldn't last
In New York, they say that the tempo's too fast
You disregarded, but the albums got charted
We put
[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause
and 50 cent trick

They said we couldn't do it, look now I did it
I topped in the club I'm still sipping the bub
The drama I'm with it I get biz ya get
in the seat 
When we creep wit the heat 
That's how we get down 

Wise men listen and laugh while fools talk 
Stick up kids don't live long in New
herbs
They only after ya bread them fuckin' birds
You think they like your haircut fair enough
Live your life patna guess I can keep these two cents in