Lyrics:
Waiting when I touch (down in New York City)
Got my mind running miles a minute
Got my eyes on the prize
Backseat I'm sittin' (yeah)
Only been twenty
bitch in every city (every city)
I'm making movies think I'm P.Diddy (P.diddy)
I'm balling hard all I fuck is bad bitches (Spanish bitches)
I got
lil' bitch, please
Tun', they pussy in a can, Friskies (yo)
I got ten up on my pinky ring and twenty on my bracelet
Now these niggas kissing ass,
Yo, G here, my rhymes are tight like my last fight
Let's make it bright like the city lights
As we cruise through the night looking for life
Looking
really rap money
Twenty for a hoe and that's really trap money
B.A.
Blue lights flashin, checkin out my mansion
Gangster so flashy, Louis Vuitton
Under the New York City, New York city lights
She's dead now
Oh my fuckin' God, man
The motherfucker killed her
The 35 year -old victim was found dead
Yeah, what these bitches on
Smokin' by the pound, pouring red till that shit is gone
I fuck with Kash Quon, put my city on 30 on my dick, trying fuck
bitch up
[Mannie:] Oh 20 dub deuces is how we do that there yo
[Lac:] If you ride with an ugly chick than put that bitch in
[Mannie:] Get you a dime
and that'll be bad
For my son to have the same shit his pops just had
And when I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be strapped wit tnt
Run up in city hall and take
homeward-bound
Can't you hear them hummin'
Happy times are comin' for to stay, hey
We'll be home tonight by the light of the silvery moon
And my heart's
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
let their differences divide
And one by one, they ran away
With their made up minds to leave it all behind
And the light began to fade
In the City
Yeah, yeah, you love the city lights
But the city ain't goin' be the one to treat you right, now I've lost
And I can't find all this love that I've
I'm dippin' in a black milleny benny sittin' on twenties
Top off when the city's windy me and pretty Cindy
She dressed up in pretty Fendi and she
And I'm twenty miles from the city line
When I get to you, you'll be mine all mine
I'll bring you flowers of the finest kind
My heart must skip
permission
Been top 5
Just new to your city
Not mob ties
But we known to move swiftly
40 bands, made in 20 days
Got this newer model cuz I couldn't play
Never
Yo
Yo the trains are New York Veins
The cities a cycle
People are the blood stream
Mean and ice cold laid back
Counter clockwise the dice roll
Yank
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
a connection to Christmas music and it began in early childhood spurred on by three things. My culture, my family, and my city. I'm a born and raised new Yorker.
all the city lights
Holding on I'm sitting tight
All in all, I'm in it like
Fill up my cup, I'm enslaved by the bottle
Cop a couple pills of pop,
Hot shit, from the city of big lights
Where ever you look out it's a star
With their cellphones out
Doin' bid'ness by the bar they bein'
(Flashing) That
burnt my books
Twenty five years doesn't matter anymore
I stand around the streets
I lie around the floor
looking at the sky
I watch the world go by
It was now
So, 20 summers after I left as a child
I found myself on my way
Back to Somalia with some
Concerned friends and colleagues i
Hoped that my
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