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Kush smoke in my lungs Tattoos on my neck and on my arms I can tell by the way she look, huh-huh, she want some She ask me what's my name,
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
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit Okay, now we working with it The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob! Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit Okay, now we working with it The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob! Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
bug you had to fall-out wit, head-chest Don't let-'em fall-out, shit And if I fall-out, quick It's Money Boss I'm at the midnight blue Three
Maine I’m tellin ya, you just can’t stop ‘em The St Louis blues well they sure sound sweet When you’re sittin’ by the Mississippi One of these days you’re
RECONNAISSANTE This ain't no dream This is me, this is who I am This is everything bacchanalian Scandinavian by way of America America America America America
Intro Rap by R.Kelly (feat. R. Kelly, Fabolous) [R. Kelly] Y'all know what this is so bob your heads, yeah ladies it's your boyfriend
meet pop You got the kittens fed up with your fake set up I keep niggas on rooftops to watch you I move by smooth, even keep the new spots supplied
I've became one of New York's finest Filet Mignon and Cabernet I think that you should try it Smoke a blunt with the top down while I'm drivin Man this
glown Cuz I love you, believe what I say It's your smile and your charm thats always makin my day We the best collab hit me with a dab Love in New York
My daddy was a preacher man, He said what was on his mind From state to state and town to town Saving one soul at a time By his side I rode along
You run from years by chasing styles Savvy looks to new age flair The hot spot earrings aren't becoming You don't look good in purple hair New York
cities branded by an empire. It ain’t about crime, it’s all about fear, Crafting uniforms designed to commandeer. Verse 3: Riots, strikes, blue lines
Advocated by the few who do live it Bloomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg Old man told me, don't be,
With their New York cowboys Hiding up in the mountains Laying low in the canyons Goin' nowhere on the streets With their Spanish names Makin' love with
are not convincin' When Detroit blocks stay flocked with henchman Niggas get popped for instance, infrared dot for distance Get knocked by the cops,
who got baby mamas from the noila to new york Who got every bitch attention in this motherfucker when he talk Now who the fuck we talking bout, look,
I'm scared to leave my box I'm scared to the house cause I'm watched by the bots I'm scared to get the loot cause I'm watched by my ops But fuck it,
to ash and dust to what it is Cant change up what it's been Wrote my hopes and dreams in sediment Then grew up suddenly, I'll pull the fabric thread by
New York the city that never sleeps Bodies covered in white sheets are layin' in the streets Shit gets deep as we creep up the block by the kids
Showing love, with the fucking bass in your face New York City have mercy one time, introducing the crew [Fashion] Hey, you ain't
mean? (A+) A+ (You how we livin?) This is New York City Ninety-seven Sosa A to Z up in the spot representin Takin it back from here its sposed to be
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