Lyrics:
was Diddy
When it came to the music then she got real picky
From New York, but preferred 2Pac over Biggie
No disrespect to Ms. Wallace, but she liked
on the block
Never was a Dow Jones
Got me up for the clock
It's Jo and I'm a rider
Bitches claim they got guns
Bitch yous a liar
Bitches copping cream from
[Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, what's happening New York City?
It's ya boy Ghost in the motherfuckin ' house tonight
("Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll
on t–shirts: ‘The city that never sleeps.' But didn't need to believe it. The onliest sound I believed was the train pulling out, heard from 'bout 6 blocks away.
hardbody best to not run pain
Would get Compton tatted if it wasn't in my veins
Only surround myself with girls with high self esteem
Getting one out of New
from history and
Turn it into facts
Bush is back, watch out for the new crack
The streets already hot like in the '80s
And they don't give a fuck how
We
now
I'm just trynna do a lil cameo in life
Do it up right and see whoever I like
I'm trynna find me sumthin in ever city
I go from New York to La
Oya carry your bag and start your joinery my wife is coming
I no be rema but i like my woman
I will fly her to germany new Jersey we go go new york city
Hear the confessions of an unrepentant Skinnee
From the depths of my soul in my hole in New York City
I arose from my frozen abode in the north
it worth your while
I've got shelves of rhymes that I keep on file
I'm feeling good now, back home again
Well, New York City is the city that I feel
the thrill (grr)
I'm a fucking bandit, you under-fucking-stand it? (you hear me)
I run with G's nigga, fuck who the fuck you ran with (fuck 'em)
New York
New York City
All in Los Angeles California
From the drive lanes to the open seas baby
To all my beautiful ladies
(I see)
The first thing I
New York City
All in Los Angeles California
From the drive lanes to the open seas baby
To all my beautiful ladies
[Akon]
(I see)
The first
Took to many days
Just to see it all
Have you ever been to
New York City
Many people
From many places
Come to this place
Just to get their faces known
don't miss
I'm goin' straight to the top on my kids
Went to New York with some ice on my wrist (yeah)
I'm fresh out the boat like I just got some
(aye)
I'm mr got it for the d-low
Hit my phone if you looking for a kilo (that girl) (aye)
I'm Mr got it for d-low
New Jack city I'm the new Nino (nino)
Yeah, what's happening New York City?
It's ya boy Ghost in the motherfuckin ' house tonight
Know what I mean? We about to get it popping, let's
Chicks hypnotized by my 1, 2 steps
I'm way too fresh
So complex
Niggas try to predict what I'm gonna do next
Let's get the party started
Far from
a Chevy
Came in a Bentley
This a new world
Not the same city
Got some new girls
And my niggas with me
Finna turn them all out nigga
You know, I been a guest in a lot of great places in my lifetime
New York City, Carnegie Hall
Grand Ole Opry, Nashville, Tennesse
West Plains,
New York City is insidious
And Alexander is penniless
Ha! that doesn't mean I want him any less
(Doesn't mean I want him any less)
(Doesn't mean I
spark, on the streets of New York
I Shaolin strut through the city asphalt, FED UP
Hold ya head up, I'm circlin the block, keep ya eyes up
Wise up
complete light and be like
I'm a live life after this one crime
One line from the Megalah blow spines
Everyone knows the city's ill, cats kill
Still
sippin 'Gnac, y'all wassup?
Girls, rub on your titties (yeah)
Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool
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