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The enemies throw a party like it's Mardi Grass
Nigga, I'm right here, you know right where
Bx New York, polos and nightgales!
I'm liable to bring
Skinny legend
Ah ah ah
When they ask where I'm from
I tell em
New York City
New York
New York
City
New York
New York
City
I wanted to stunt with you
linked up and I was in Crown Heights, I was livin' in Crown Heights
I was over there on Pacific between Ocean and New York
Boom, like, yo
We had to do
sick, East New York walk the Brownsville grill, ill
You see, I got a Fort Green lean, Clinton hill the chill red-hook look, man
Ain't no shook hands in
son its a like it or not thing, naw mean? this 1's for Brooklyn
I'm in ma bed-stuy fly you kno? bushwick sick I walk dat east new york walk
I got 25 to Life.
For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life
QU New York, you try to criticize me I criticize you
been the same muthafucka since in high
to mine
I'm not starting a fight, just telling it right
The best damn rapper who ever grabbed the mic
His name is Too $hort, now shut your mouth
In
I'm straight up on the butt-ass transit
I don't give a fuck, I smell the piss in the subway
My Boss cologne suits me well on the New York City mass
majority in the case of purely internal
affairs,--
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more--
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I
Newports cause I'm due in court
For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat
it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks,
found)
I'm up (I'm up), I'm down, (I'm down) but somehow I survive
It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life
Oh, it's got to be the New York City
I'm thinkin' of a schemin' plan
How to take your man
Damn I hope you understand
Money came with the scam
I be clubbin' in the cities
Of New
ain’t tryna quit til i make it
비행기 대기 frienemies take care
뻘짓한다지만 곧 돈을 벌지
When i drop this shit부탁해 카드결제
Virginia to New York
난 해 하고싶은거 먹고싶은거 먹어
초겨울까지 입고다녀
still pull off a New York walk by
Keep tryin' talk fly
I talk fly, verbalize a pilot
Poetic fertilizer that's lyrical shit
Hip-hop die but we
the talk of New York, I'm holdin' the belt
I got thug in my blood (blood), game like a pimp (pimp)
And wrote my first verse, takin' baths in the sink (yeah)
come and meet me bring them bloods and lets do this fuckin shit
rock bottom Yo homie i see my New York people
Come on all my bloods throw your hands in
survive.
It's got to be the New Y ork 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
Yeah
You're in New York, I'm in L.A
I drive to work, you take the train
My heart, it burns, yes it burns, yes it burns
We're oceans away
surprised
By all the sounds and sights to see
I thought all this was meant for me.
But was it really meant for me?
I'm a star in New York, I'm a star in
meet pop
You got the kittens fed up with your fake set up
I keep niggas on rooftops to watch you
I move by smooth, even keep the new spots supplied
cans
I got your bitch up in my Rover man
I never kiss her, I never hold her hand
In fact I diss her I'm a bolder man
I'mma pimp her, it's over man
to the Windy City. Or from LA to New York believe I got that Armor wit me, strapped to the back wit the Word of God if you rockin with me step in your War
the shit 'fo it drop
Hating on me bitch I finally get it
I copped a new watch now I'm tryna baguette it
Look in my eyes nigga see I'm a menace
This is
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