Lyrics:
bloodhounds, pop, show it off
Actin' like that money ain't live
Built it from the getty-up, New York City gonna fry
Aiyo, son, I take mines, rape lines
Yeah,
yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)
I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks
Coca-Cola came and bought it for
'cause them niggas on the
East is the enemy it's real
Ayo God, the heads is trippin'
Out in New York, b
(Oh fuck that b) fuck that yo!
(Fuck that) money
On the Hudson river line
I'm in a New York state of mind
I've seen all those movie stars
And their fancy cars and their limousines
I've been high in
This is L. Penny-Feather, and I am here in the heart of Times Square, New York City
And it is just bitch-assness rampant everywhere I look
Up,
"Live from New York it's Saturday Nite!" (Scratched 4x)
[Uneek]
Ayo kid for years I've been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name
from natural born hustlas
(that's what he thought kid)
Stupid son, you get extorted
Stop smilin
But still don't nothin' move but the money
(New York
up! He's still the type of boy who makes a comeback
Kill the white noise til the sun's black
Moonwalk around New York City and get murdered
By flocks
and nights
Nas in the building, so it’s on tonight
Eight-seven, V-Live, allures is right
Shawty on my arm, she the boss’s wife
Huh, and you say New York City
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
treasure.
Max spent many happy years in New York, and he loved every moment of it. He was always surrounded by his friends, from the kind-hearted Mr. Jenkins
New York City, where cultures collide,
From Times Square's glare to Harlem's pride.
In Greenwich Village, art's heartbeat,
In Chinatown, flavors
slaves
I love Peng black girls with the ghettoest names
Peng black girls from New York
Peng black girls out in Boston
Peng black girls in Detroit
Peng
new elites form
They always will but the culture changed
And it changed in an
Important way and that's what I'm
Trying to do right now
That's what I see
New York (indistinct)
Stanton Isle, up state, Tri-state
Just for my people
Just for my people
Just for my people
Just for my people
Get down
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
with sense
I rep the rock, harder than rocks, R.I.p. Tupac
Birds go in they flock, pimps is upping a stock
I'm from New York
The rotten apple,
the culture
Gotta put on for the culture
Yeah enough talk
Let me show yah
Show yah
Look
Bout to put you on some shit
Set you in a new direction
Thoughts flow
I'm the hardest in the game
It's the Rock, I ain't talkin Jay, Biggs and Dame
I'm talkin bling-bling, crack pipe and a collar
I make bums fight
to be the New York City rhythm in my life
It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life
In my life
When I'm out for love or sin, oh it's good
York, New York, my endless home, my endless home
It's 3 AM, the river's gliding by
You might even look up and see the sky
But the number she gave you it
Swing by the Plaza, waltz on in.
The Three Arts Club, I'll live there,
Indefinitely.
New York is made for grander things
Just. Like. Me.
Literati,
Yes,
family moved to
Baltimore as a young teenager, he took on
The name "MC New York"
While living in Baltimore
Tupac continued his acting by auditioning
the infinity
Finding a new earth cause forever i have been at sea
Purging all the hurt and in service of the divinity
My purpose is to surface mistaken for
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