Lyrics:
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
[Hook]
[Sean Paul]
Yea I'm back (back), drop top 'lac on deck
Crease in my slash shawty how you love dat
You know the name you hear the slang
Shawty
of those jokes you offend
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I'm your karma closing in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you
Is y'all ready for Twenty-0-7, it's now another drought
Everyone's a killer, wow we bugging out
Since 86 showing the crowd what I'm about
And they
ain't right,
By the time you could afford it the car ain't important
In the streets silent, it's just I and, cops keep firing in my environment
I stay with it
Too many pussyholes carrying weapons
I'm so icy, man wanna pree me 24/7
Manna got Megaman queffers
Manna get dropped in 21 seconds
get chased pon' de river like Sean Paul, believe it
I'm on the fish neck, like jet-skis
I killed Romeo, along with Jet Li
And messin with the E be
the lap with the 2
No Cali J, I still ran all blow
All in the trim, straight lookin like you
Free tattoo
I'm in the gangsta shit
Gangsta clothes
Then tune right in you made find the love you lost
'Cause now I'm sitting here
With the man I sent away long ago
Hefound it really loud
They said it
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
the bank made another deposit
I'm a tutor with money I can school you in private
Only front you a bale cause I knew you was solid
I know where you sleep at I
in the cut with a bad bitch, like I'm tryna buck fifty a whore (whoa)
I bleed anywhere that I go, better watch your mink, 'cause I drip on the floor
years
Still waking up late at night crying tears
Just thinking about those days
You used to talk to me
Smilin' while I'm sippin' on this Hennessey
alone
You make me think that I live with a ghost
But my love still grows
[Chorus]
Once in awhile, making you smile
By singing with the radio
Mama
I know you said you wanted a record that you could listen to
With no cussin' and shit
I tried
But I still gotta do this
Yo, jingle jingle
in life you never love, until they are missing/
I made that mistake, something I must live with/
Even to this very day I'm asking for forgiveness/
You
Twenty Five, twenty five and I'm still alive
Based on all the lies seven years ago I should've died or been locked away
With no escape, so still I
the one with no l
You ought to be scared big sean you better beware
Kuz I'm big pooh my words paint picture foreal
No big boi my art of storytelling is
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
this shit steady dumping
Full court press I'm in love with the hustling
Mans getting spanked bro you better jump in
Came by himself we ain't with
head bleeder
A Paul Pierce shooter could be a Paul Bearer, life ain't at all fair
You could get smashed in your yard by a dodge in your lawn chair
None
with that actress
Whole time I'm eatin', I couldn't wait to get back
In the back of the car with you and talk about who we are
You told me when you
lot of people up in my head
Telling me to stay focused till im seeing this bread
Never been about beef but Ill serve you instead
This peace of mind oh
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