Lyrics:
So I can roll 'bout to lock and load right there
Jones Brooklyn New York
You see Mos Def, you see a black man a walk
When I kill with the pussy
[Intro: Jim Jones]
Uh-huh, Jones, one-two, one-two
G's up, you know who I am, Jones, the struggle
New York's mine
[Jim Jones:]
Can it be it was all
Saquon & Jones called New York home
They say that Rome wasn't built in a day, learned that alone
You ain't making it, it really takes a village in this rap
Saquon and Jones called New York home
They say that Rome wasn't built in a day, learned that alone
You ain't making it, it really takes a village in this
you know what it is capo status!
How real isthat? G's up!
It's your boy, Jones dipset
New York's rider man, tri-state bandit
50 State Rebels, you know
we Certified Gangstaz
Yeah, yeah, what you seen here
Is Certified Gangstaz on this shit
Jim Jones, [Incomprehensible] status
Dipset, New York's
Mrs. Jones, on a tour
Of New York
Just to see if she can afford a place
She puts on a tie
And wonders if
She will die before she starts to get paid.
on Catalog, beach streets, breakin' one or twos
When I feel legit, surfin' over any beat
I be rappin' on Vivid Cajun, the Laguna
New York to Jones, we
fee like, ah) Jones Beach, can't name
New York, Times Square, baby
(Totally, totally refreshed)
Coast to coast, with the most (make it hot)
(It's
new house no doormat
Music I excel at
My West York grades they fall flat
Davy Jones
Davy Jones
I got hoes
I'm Davy Jones
Davy Jones
Davy Jones
I got
EXCLUSIVE!
{HOOK}
New York
New York
New York
New York
New York
New York
New York
New York
New York
New York
New York
New York
New York
from New York, New York
I got a semi-automatic that spits
Next time if you talk, you talk
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New
from New York, New York
I got a semi-automatic that spits
Next time if you talk, you talk
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New
Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Come here, yeah, yeah (New York, New York
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (you talk)
I got
You're like New York City on a nice day
When the sun is shining all on my face
Like just enough icing on a birthday cake
Like no fighting during
Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Come here, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York
hustle hard to keep the sharks fear (Yeah)
For the score go to war like a jarhead (Hi-Tek!)
New York, New York, New York, New York, New York! (Woo!)
New
Yeah "the city"
This is serious, here "number one"
New York! It's beyond the 5 boroughs keep it real, I get ill
Number one, this will rock! "the
Yeah "the city"
This is serious, here "number one"
New York! It's beyond the 5 boroughs keep it real, I get ill
Number one, this will rock! "the
really jumpin' on the Brooklyn Bridge
All the hippies boppin' down on Avenue A
Put your red dress on, baby, we're on our way
New York, New York is rockin'
près comme un tubard ses kleenex
Si t'es pas dans le tempo
Elle t'éponge, et puis ciao, ça presse
New York, New York, New York, New York, New York
DJ Scratch, you sick for this one
Woo, come on, New York we back, Swizzy
If you from New York, stand up, right now
If you from New York, stand up,
was speedin had the car lookin' lopside (speedin')
I told em' come take a walk on the dark side
I'm from New York, where the motherfuckin sparks fly
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