Lyrics:
I do this job dirty
Donna Karan New York call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey
Niggas ain't seen time I travel courts & dream crime
My room like
And I'll be damn if I cosign a old snitch
That was gangbangin' when Jaws was a Goldfish
I've been named New York's screamin' on the street
For bullying
your bitch yeah I did it, huh
I did it, I did it, I did it, wait
I'm in New York with Fauni
Getting this money I swear yeah we get it
(huh)
Popping these
Ayo, I'm hard to talk to, if you live I probably fought you, stalked you
Where you walked to at night, caught you then tried to extort you
New York
your title is seven
Takin' out your four man crew makes eleven
By the twelfth well I'll go for self
Rockin' New York like no one else
You can
boat, I flow like the river not crying (what)
News just in, timbs in the lake started flying
Big Pun's in my words, I'm deep cover
It's so hard to be
everything including the
Möet in the cup brooklyn, New York
(Legend) , pledging allegiance
Clowns that get out of bounds
And don't follow procedures
Ayo, you
I pay all the lawyer fees
Trappin' Memphis 10 (for real), New York for a shopping spree (ayy)
Fell in love with the streets (yeah, yeah)
Fell in
so I’m smacking the bishop
Don’t believe in these hoes so I’m smacking a bitch up
Swing on Sharkeisha, someone call my barista
I ma drop y’all with
by DviousMindz
New York
And I don't rap about the money, fight me, it don't excite me
But I negotiate well and I'm clutching paper tightly
Bought
don't stop
To my people in New York
Ya don't stop
To my people down south
Ya don't stop
To my people out west
Say what
Throw your hands in the air
in New York, them niggas'll tell you I'm loco (yeah)
And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold (uh-huh)
I'm fully focused man, my money
walk by you
She see the joke in you young boy
She to grown for you young fools
Let um know
She said she can't relate
To niggas that's broke
Let um know
Sitting down by the stove
Warming up fools gold
Can't seem to control swinging to soul
Leather and rhinestone
Imported from New York
May
In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are running wild
car
And my brother my max is extortion
Them youngins are bussin'
New York, meet with 50 for a
Told you before, we them Felix Brothers
Me and my main
you ain't fucking with Stephen
Pulling that trigger get even
Brodie be spinning them blocks for no reason I know that my
Bro finna smoke all my opps in
wrong
Why is everybody frowning so often
Why is happiness so hard to come by? Literally I can walk by
Fifty fucking people and not see one smile and I
shmoney dance right on Biggie block
Make him bring a hundred bands and the city out
When French pull up in that brand new yacht
Watch me slide off wit'
in like a socket
Erou like Ginobli stephen curry
How i'm balling woah
We grinding to the bag
We rocking designer rags
What a life what a time we
Have
harmonizing
It's Infa-Red the shit that be on top of the heater
The best thing in New York since Steinbrenner signed Jeter
Hold Camby sister the hostage,
self, kill ya self, take the pill
Punks jump up to get beat down
New York the sweet town I sorta, who's on tour?
Who the vile, truth can say, you ain't
New York was cold and damp
TV is just a blank
Looks like another dead end Sunday
What about an early night
Monday never feels so bright
New York was cold and damp
TV is just a blank
Looks like another dead end Sunday
What about an early night
Monday never feels so bright
Ooh
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