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York City's mixtape circuit. He's already in the studio working on his upcoming album with tracks produced by Dr. Dre, Shaw Money, and Eminem himself.
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
In the heart of little old New York
You'll find a throughfare
Its the part of little old New York
That runs into times square
A crazy quilt that
In the heart of little old New York
You'll find a throughfare
Its the part of little old New York
That runs into times square
A crazy quilt that
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
In the heart of little old New York
You'll find a throughfare
Its the part of little old New York
That runs into times square
A crazy quilt that
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
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadillac I kick it, since y'all I wanted to be like macks and Bishop

Type want to get up in the club,
the modern world
I'm in touch I'm a modern girl
New york city when it's late at night
I got the radio on
I'm like a roadrunner yeah

Said hello
game, is happenin' everywhere

Playas in Los Angeles, Detroit, Miami
New York, Chi-Town, world wide!
Chuuch is here!
the modern world
I'm in touch I'm a modern girl
New york city when it's late at night
I got the radio on
I'm like a roadrunner yeah

Said hello
[Chorus]
Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk
We grimy, we dirty in New York, New York
Blood spill around here and don't care about
it)

I, I get money, money I got
(Yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got
(I run New York)

I get money, money I got
(I, I get it)
I, I
me in the eye
A couple thousand miles away
You took me by surprise
You left a message on the telephone
From New York City, your new home
You
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,
look me in the eye
A couple thousand miles away
You took me by surprise

You left a message on the telephone
From New York City, your new home
You
New York was cold and damp
TV is just a blank
Looks like another dead end Sunday
What about an early night
Monday never feels so bright
Ooh
Roly-Poly dwarves
Rolling all around, knocking over pins, it's a New York sin
Roly-poly dwarves
Jobless by the hordes,
Little people longing
it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)

I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks,
the modern world
I'm in touch I'm a modern girl
New york city when it's late at night
I got the radio on
I'm like a roadrunner yeah

Said hello
[Slick Rick]
He in a bid nap, human being waste spittin
As I'm sweepin through an alley in New York, a stray kitten
Dog chase a couple of blocks,
menace,
And Belly was like the sequel without O-Dogg in it,
Give me a New York minute,
To show you Cali got more dead bodies then the Yankees got New
impress niggaz who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the BEP, we strictly, new getty
Two-fifty up in front of the mic, so what it
Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk
We grimy, we dirty in New York, New York
Blood spill around here and don't care about court
You take