Lyrics:
whatcha heard who's the best in New York
For fillin fantasies without that nigga Mr. Rourke?
Or Tattoo I got you wrapped around my dick
And when I'm done
Get ya head flown
Crush your nose bone with the microphone
New York's bravest, longly awaited (come on)
Highly anticipated, street niggas favorite
I
bein shortstopped
By a buck-oh-five dick and a booty-ass cop
You figure you're hard 'cause you're a cop see
FUCK WITH ME! I'mma put that ass in a box
It's fuckin' TR3YWAY!
It's King of New York, lookin' for the Queen
Uh, you got the right one, mm
L-Let these, l-let these b-b-bitches know, nigga
of New York
Hawk is what them niggas call me, 'cause they all be
Suckin' my dick and on my mother fucking balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh wit' 'em
the circus
Home of Philly
If you get a Benz niggas lurkin'
Churches, hearses, is it really worth it?
If you heard he tellin'
Why you dappin' and conversin'?
dick, I need a tetnus shot
I'm the original, in cause your forgot, when it comes to war
I get raw, add another mic to the one's I rip
Shootin the gift,
to bear arms"
And, honestly, from that point on, we picked up our instruments
I got three musicians out here from New York
And we're here to play music,
I’m from the old westside
I don't know about this new shit
Zoe was the flyiest
Tae baby the realest bitch
Glock 26 come equiped with
A big dick
For
New York City boy
Brooklyn boy
East coast with me boy
Chicken wings with soy
I'm annoyed
By you niggas boy
Act fake and play coy
She so bad
Flaca just
Morrocan
Black Thought on capitals like the sovereign
Girls get your eyes back up out the sockets
Focus, flawless. New York to Europe
To lands where my
fuckin' up a good time by snappin' your necks, come on
I just want to celebrate
Like my baby's first steps you heard
I just want to celebrate
Like my first
of New York
Hawk is what them niggas call me, 'cause they all be
Suckin' my dick and on my mother fucking balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh wit' 'em
gettin' it by herself
Dancin' in the clubs, sellin' off some pounds
She even do taxes when the season come around
She had a dream like Martin to get up out
[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
shaka-laka lokey, shaggy the clown back like scoliosis,
Call me a psycho-skitzo-freak, and I'll call you by your name! (dick
Anus)
Cuz I could give two
ameobas
Runnin out of phony acts, be at the underground spots when you need us
Defeat the purpose of the circus, guess who the animals (guess who)
They
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
lay
It's hard to survive nigga or
The high where you stay
I'm important like the Pope
I'm the king of New York
I'm live from South Central
I'm a Muslim
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
Yeah, brand new whip, pull a brand new bitch in it
Niggas sick when we pull up, you know how we with it
Then cop every bottle, get drunk and then
my gun light
Cartier thee shades
I don't like it when it's to bright
Give this bitch some dick
Now she wanna be my new wife
Went from broke to rich
Now I heard, they got other places that's similar
But I represent, New York you fuck around I'm killin ya
A whole block of cops patrollin when I'm
Now I heard, they got other places that's similar
But I represent, New York you fuck around I'm killin ya
A whole block of cops patrollin when I'm
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