Lyrics:
Yea yea woooo Lambo uh
Big Weight Big Weight new car new wraith
New crib new estate told em put me by a lake
Big a Weight Big Weight we ain't hungry
prosper, no, no, no, no
Cause I got a big, big God
A big, big God
He's always by my side
Always by my side
Cause I got a big, big God
A big, big God
He's
into your inbox
Swing by the gift shop! Think
Of the big shot!
All this and more, click, hyperlink blocked
Can anyone hear me? Help
Mike, Mike? Ha ha
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
fire, by two sticks rubbin' together
The truth is, many are too scared of new data
America Online, cut off, see you later
Yo, welcome to the new
the days are all grim
Too alive once the chips are all in
When I'm in effect, the days are all close
Woke up new, the city was all ghost
When I'm in effect,
hips
Shake they rumps, bass thump
Believin they could fly by the way you jump, player, uhh
Hip-Hop mayor, fat rhyme sayer
From the Boogie Down
Hmm
Yeah
The year is 1997
The place, New York, New York, big city of dreams
Harlem U.S.A., hundred and tenth street, 1-25th, 8th Avenue
7th
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
you know handling my biz,
While you wake up by your alarm and keep begging for 5 minutes,
It's not new to you, you live it every day and wonder why you
big up, big up brother’s
Big up, big up, big up, big up for the new style.
Che casino, che casino. Right here!!!! Questo è un grande casino.
Big up, big
Yeah
Yeah
They say they need answers ('bout what?)
Well, I got big facts (big facts, big facts)
You went about it the wrong way so we can't fix
of a dream
Yeah I will always be
A big city dreamer
Yeah it's just like micheal wanted
Day by day makin' em smile
And yeah it's worth each and every moment
I be big boy is not by bears or weight
Hope your account self cary some weight
I no de like talk with no evidence
Yes you dor see milli but no
Toutes les femmes sont des reines
But some are more eager than others.
Some shatter a man's dream
By breaking away from their lover.
Cette
fire, by two sticks rubbin' together
The truth is, many are too scared of new data
America Online, cut off, see you later
Yo, welcome to the new
Side by side
Time and time
Wherever we are together for life
Side by side
April the 17th in 1997
We're rolling tape together
Tracking East
South Bronx punt, stab him like, oh no
That machine gun funk, big popper
Malcolm X by the window of the chopper
You niggas lost prophets
Been
(bang)
Crippin' like I should've been on Gangland
Purple bandana wrapped around my face, yeah
Big cake (guala) , big cake (guala)
Big cake (guala) , big
York
New York
New York
New York
You're like New York City
When it looks so pretty like
When the stars shine bright
Above at night
Dinner lit up by candle
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
can call me Big Chant
Brand new Patek water, now they call me Big Chant
Pop my shit way harder, so they call me Big Chant (bling, blaow)
Push-button
like we, just started a new age with new feelings
I didn't call this a new age, with new beginnings
Coz we already been here yeah we been winning
But I
just DJin, breakin, graf and lyrics
But how hip-hop affects the spirit
"Step Into a World," that's what I did
1997 I was raisin my kid
Or kids, but
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