Lyrics:
and shit
New York, New York
Ready for the likes of this
Then came the worst date, May 21st
2: 19, that's when my momma water burst
No spouse in the house so
callin
Uhhh Danny Glockz, is he coming
I did the digital dash nigga fuck it
Come to New York if you lookin for somthin
I'm a little wild and faded
Got
paint with snakes and bullies, said "If only you'd memorize your prayers like you did your cool G." See by the time I's old enough to know what religion
still happen to me?
Would it be the same out in New York?
Wondering why is this where you wanna be?
What if i don't wan come back anymore?
In Berlin with
Yeah
You rocking with the Talk of New York Tony Yayo
Shady Aftermath and Soul Assassins
Here we go
Niggas know what I'm about out here (here)
Shocker, call me Shocker for short
You can catch me thuggin the West coast
either catch me, shop in New York
Either poppin the cork on the Cristal
a dog.""""A what?""
""A dog. A dog. I want to get a dog. A dog.""My wife's voice is a little bit higher pitched. ""Give me a dog honey, give me a dog.""
I got
bullshit ring
He said yikes, when I pulled out my monster bling
Don't be afraid of the New York street talk
I switch gear all day bro, like you do on your
back to Oklahoma from New York
Hush you little rabbit –
Get up and fight it –
If love’s the only weapon you’ve got then let them know that you’ll die
the date, my moms is late
So I had to plan my escape, out the skins
In this world, the fly girl
Tanqueray or Hennessy until I called Earl
Ten months in
the lights, let party begin
Mix a little love, get the mood jumpin
From New York to Miami by ten
I think I'm ready to go
High, every time that we hit up our
the lights, let party begin
Mix a little love, get the mood jumpin
From New York to Miami by ten
I think I'm ready to go
Hot, every time that we hit up our spot
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
old
I tried being humble but I’m way too stoked
And I do not mumble I’m a real cheat code
And the chains on my shoulder that’s solid gold
So I got spit
and see
New York is the place to be
Where you go and live your dreams
Livin' in the city you can't be a xenophobe
This the melting pot, and the soup is
get a hit? (Hit)
Boom bip with a brother named Tip and we're ready to flip
East coast stomping, ripping and romping
New York, North Cak-a-laka,
Yo God, do the knowledge, God, it's like this
This world is ruled and controlled by societies
That exist within societies, that exist within
Yo God, do the knowledge, God, it's like this
This world is ruled and controlled by societies
That exist within societies, that exist within
shoulder
I don't dance, I just kick it on the side, yeah
Fuck a new year, every year is my year
New York, where I'm from, I'ma die here
Don't like me, ah
at that man, he the one made us rich
You ain't the only millionaires on the block no more
Your money is old nigga, smell that? That's new money nigga
We
are pretty
Catch me up in the hood
Selling all that I could
In New York City
I stay serene till you fucking with my cream
Blacked out head to toe little
I stood before the glittery borders of new radius in search of the fabled city of mud and crushed velvet, what I found was a gutter where the love
you hang where it's hot
Drinkin quarts of Old Gold, in the parkin lot
But mainly at a concert where the place is packed
Brothers yellin 'ho', girlies
back
Turn on my TV just for more bad news
Little shorty got him a gun
And shot his school
Can't even breathe cause the air so polluted
Got to wrap myself
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