Lyrics:
What's all that space used up for
What's your face all bruised up for
What you in New York for
You were South and you moved up North
Some of the cool kids
wanna show you what a GIB, I'd rather be sippin' Remy in VIP,
When you hear the music it'll be by me, Twista with the legendary nigga BIG,
Brooklyn
a body
Through the front door really what what front for
Off the gas as I rap this is blunt force
That boy some Lord New King Of New York
I’m an A.I.
My niggas stole cars like In Gta
I remember when they pulled up in a Cta
I remembered they were snatched by the Cpd
Never knew if they were coming back
bro 'bet' like a casino (Casino)
We gonna get it lit (Haha)
Yeah, we know (We know)
In New York, it's a movie (Movie)
Different cities, different
the fuck back
Take a look at the racks
My world is a ghetto full of tapes and wax
CD's they only double the tax
And makin' money money
New York city
Now the monkey swings by the end of his tail
As he flies from tree to tree
Well there may be monkey in some of you guys
But there ain’t no monkey in
I was up in New York City,
Just the other week.
You shoulda seen the waitress face
When I ordered sweet tea.
She said "we don't have that here"
And I
once I take a step in my city I promise you'll never forget
Prada and Gucci got too much to choose, I got shit on the line bitch its too much to lose
It's the mother fucking game
And you already know what the fuck we on nigga
California to New York
Ayo JA, Put us on, Flame this motherfucker
You was
talk
I got a teflon .9
And it eats vest
I take a motherfucker out quick
Just for talkin shit
Ride Rolls
Catch hoes like a mitt
LA, Atlanta, New York
Yo,
streets of New York, everyone has a crew
Now the music industry has one of their very own
*music starts*
Violator Entertainment present
The most thrilling
, down the street Hey!
You afraid of those creeps?
Guardian angles are what we need
New York city police are so sweet
In cold blood
In cold blood
the winnin's
'Cause that's the reason that we came here
This thing is not a game here
The fortune not the fame here
From New York to the Cakalaks
Cali in
highway patrols, 5.0's, ambulance and coroners
in case there was a shootout or high-speed chase performance
by 9:00 they lock down each baller from every
kids and my brovas my sisters my fava
That I bring that bag home
Not from New York but that bread goin be mad long
Hit Atl I’m to fly like a falcon
All
to understand it
As 6 turns to 9
Water to wine
Sun starts to shine
We know that we'll be there in due time
There's 8 million stories in the city of crime
Take one
as well buss down a Cartier
I'm so use to gettin hurt, shit be going down I don't shed a tear
Late night New York riding around in a lambo
This the magic
and the rest of the population
In the city of the frozen
Gotta keep up your composure
Seen the bottom seen the lowest
But still my eyes out here are open
history,
And, it’s pretty compelling…
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And, immigrants in New York City
I came to New York City in the winter of my mind
I was looking for love and a little bit of solid ground
But what did I find
Going round and round, I
Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes, you do
Times Square
Corleone, we run downtown
Murder's an every day thing in the city
Where you gotta clock chips, jack robberies and doin' hits
Ton, Eighty, and Nate, in
become neon
Once I start the rap, they like he's gone
Cause I open up doors like egon
New York, the old city of Babylon
Watch me throw my set with this
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