Lyrics:
peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade
Long live the King yo, I'm from the Empire St. that's
In New York,
Concrete jungle where
New York By Von
Dancing in New York, trouble's out the window, living for tonight so let everybody know.
We Dancing in New York, dancing in New
New York girl, dem a mad over we
New York girl, dem a mad over we
New York girl, dem a mad over we
New York girl, dem a mad over we
Nas the Don, Nas
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
as well go to Chris
New York, New York are you ready?
New York, where we talk to walk to walk
New York, New York are you ready?
What's up New York
British Actors
A close encounter of the British kind
Secret British Actors
Secret British Actors
Secret British Actors
Spider-Man is a New York hero
But Tom
spiked out, I can trip a referee,
Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from…
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
Theres
New York girl, dem a mad over we
New York girl, dem a mad over we
New York girl, dem a mad over we
New York girl, dem a mad over we
Nas the Don, Nas
in the dead of night
Here I am again in this city
With a fistful of dollars
And baby, you'd better believe
I'm back, back in the New York
cheap, where they quick to fill you with them slugs
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by
Welcome to the city of Gods (what?)
Pop was the king of New York, now I'm the nigga in charge
Only the drillers, the city is ours
We found out the opps
Let's shift gears for a minute
And talk about New York
City i actually get in
Arguments because people say
Nicki doesn't rep New York i say "What do
in the dead of night
Here I am again in this city
With a fistful of dollars
And baby, you'd better believe
I'm back, back in the New York
New York, my love is true
Will you be there for me
When I come back to you?
New York, there's no place like you
Light up the streets
For we're coming
What we doing, Flex?
They see us, Funk Flex, Meek Mill, 017
I mean, why not?
Dreamchasers in the building
You know what it is
Philly, New York City,
to sleep
Don't cry
Dry your eyes child
Cradled by it's grand design
My my ny (New york!)
Whatsup? (New York City)
What's good?
What's new?
What's real?
that we was
We them real niggas that they said that they was
Gloves, mask, burner, check
Drugs, money, murder, sex
If I said I'm the king of New
seen
They were the Peking king and the New York queen
I said the Peking king and the New York queen
As fate would have it it was a toss of a dice
New York City Strong
Music & Lyrics by
Donnie Kehr
There's nowhere else like the city I call home
New York's the finest and bravest I've ever
With a rusty gun, but the shit still spit
Rubber bands on the handle: The New York grip
"And all my niggas in the pen
Here we go again
Ain't nothin'
when I'm scrambling at night
And if its off the set I brought hammers to the fight
But we from New York City, right Cam?
[Cam'ron]
Ya damn right
a pocketful of dreams
Baby, I'm from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing we can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets
ended
We now fell into the fall, time for new beginnings
[Hook: Frank Knight + Nathalie Noboa]
This my New York summer
It be hot as hell, it be hot
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
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