Lyrics:
New York, New York are you ready?
I'm coming straight outta NYC
New York, New York are you ready?
The Bronx, The Bronx, The Bronx
New York, New
Let's shift gears for a minute
And talk about New York
City i actually get in
Arguments because people say
Nicki doesn't rep New York i say "What do
Hennessy different
You get ya crew jammed up
I got my blue bands up
I'll put you down when we come in
Contact like this two hand touch
Arsonal puts his hands
ain't shit, that's why she's trying my crew
Pardon me, I move retardedly
This shit is old to me, the real New York is part of me
I'm always shopping,
like London
Man wanna rap like New York
Man wanna rap like Florida
Man wanna rap like Chiraq
Its a matter of time before I come back in the game
Killing
goin on can get alittle sticky
Id freeze up and pussy out like a punk, fuck that, bla bla
I could get that rude blood from New York Mr. Chris
Quick come
Kenny Parker on the
mix!
[Special K]
Yes yes I'm Special K
On New York's Two show on WBDP
This is the brand new one by KRS-One
disappearing and shit
I'm waiting in the cold, what the fuck is going on?
When you get in, give me a fucking call alright?
When it comes to sex, I'm similar
disappearing and shit
I'm waiting in the cold, what the fuck is going on?
When you get in, give me a fucking call alright?
When it comes to sex, I'm similar
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
Uh yeah, Bad Boy baby
Ralph Tresvant
Biggie Smalls
Listen
Uh yeah baby ooh, listen to me, oh yeah
When it comes to sex, I'm similar
Giving by Push pushing just like dope dealers
When it comes to this, know nobody roll iller
I come off my head like my hat do
MC stand still like a statue
Canibitch, oh, Canibitch
Are you from Los Angeles
New York, or just a janitor
From Canada? Oh, Canibitch
Now, at first, I ain't really understand this
Trying to throw cub with crooked smiles
Take your kindness for weakness yhey foul
New York niggas be lovin how the gun talk POW!
Another
undressin' 'em
Fuck whatcha heard who's the best in New York
For fillin' fantasies without that nigga Mr. Walk
Or Tattoo I got you wrapped around my dick
Tha Hood, went solo, nigga
Testarosa back then, ex polo nigga
Niggas still on my dick, what you a homo, nigga?
When you sayin' my name it's free promo,
I'm hanging with wendigo
We in new york and we sticker the city
I'm hanging with dillinger spitting it wity
I rap on the track like I diddle her
run New York (yeah)
Watch out! We run New York (yeah) (Hurricane G hit em one time)
From the Brook, taught how to trick by the real gangsta crooks
want the old Ferg
"Cocaine Castle", "Hood Pope" Ferg
Got a question to ask, do you know Ferg?
Do you know that I come from where the toast burn?
New
the door wide
Stolen Bonneville in New York High
Reversin' the plot
Last come, first one to rot, first in the glot
If I miss, circlin' the block,
got your feelings hurt, I ain't really mean to do that
I'm just a bad bitch I'm sorry I put you through that
I'm from New York where we don't ever say
A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio
Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor
We cake up like make up, and in New York
Fuck the daily news
Starr in my triple goose
(Back you up off me, nigga)
When the weather change let's get the coupe
(Put all the trucks up, my nigga)
Always in a New
and it's goin' down, nigga
Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown, nigga
Pound niggas, what you be givin' when I'm around nigga?
Frown niggas,
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