Lyrics:
to the Windy City. Or from LA to New York believe I got that Armor wit me, strapped to the back wit the Word of God if you rockin with me step in your War
the shit 'fo it drop
Hating on me bitch I finally get it
I copped a new watch now I'm tryna baguette it
Look in my eyes nigga see I'm a menace
This is
This
Most are named after streets
And neighborhoods in the
Borough during the rehearsals
For Fashion Rocks, the New York
Fashion Week concert fund raiser
Back then, i was always downtown like
I'm livin' out there
Nigga, these days I be in a new Lear
New key cup, blue pool clear
Only thing missin' is a bad
Chia, it's Juice. Back up in this thing with y'all
Bringin' some old school flavors, y'all, with this one time
My pop's New York
We gon' show y'all
Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk
We grimy, we dirty in New York, New York
Blood spill around here and don't care about court
You take
of attention
I'm by his side, with the chrome fifth, playing my position (Notorious)
Sexy, young thing, from the ghetto
That bitch rocking mics in high heel
lunch by lakes
MJand meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes
I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap life, I paid my dues
at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas
Live by the code, die by the code (it's still west side though)
Never been a hoe,
to mine
I?m not starting a fight, just telling it right
The best damn rapper who ever grabbed the mic
His name is too $hort, now shut your mouth
In ?81
strictly big business
I went through plenty of G's, took some vacations and more
Got a lot more comin' near plus man right now I'm up in New York
That
Niggas say i sound like im from new york
I aint from there nigga im from the North
C A, nigga im from the 4
Dangerous, i keep a kay in my drawer
believed in
Nigga dumb I'm so done now I'm leaving
Curtain close this is real so no sheets then
And ion wanna hear the begging or the pleading
If I'm
seen
In Brazil they're freaky with big ol' boobs
And their thongs, blue yellow and green
En L.A. tengo la mexicana, en New York tengo la boricua
wifi
New York cat with some tie-dye, smokin' grass singin' la la
Decades pass and they fly by, Stay connected like wifi
You can't build Rome in one day
seen
In Brazil they're freaky with big ol' boobs
And their thongs, blue yellow and green
En L.A. tengo la mexicana, en New York tengo la boricua
I'm accepted
By mainstream America and good in the piece
Now niggas wanna talk all greasy (why)
Like they ain't used to open up for
Me in New York on tv
raised
It's done me good but its starting to chaff
I need brand new people in a brand new place
To obtain the life I chase
I wanna be New York City
And if you fucked me once then I'll be your confession
And I fuck you once then I can recollect it
New York, ATL, I got some good ones, got some
du jetzt bist
Du bleibst stork, a wenn du mi vermisst
Hey there New York, don't you say goodbye
If you miss me, close your eyes, I'm always by your
through
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I've sung with Ethel Merman (5)
Swung with Woody Herman (6)
Played a gig in Germany with Ogerman (7) too
appeared on 47 albums
Fuck McDonald and fuck Calvin
I get money with Erick Sermon when I'm in New York
I get respect, they call me Too Short
I live swell in
albums
Fuck McDonald's and fuck Calvin
I get money with Erick Sermon when I'm in New York
I get respect, they call me Too Short
I live swell in A.T.L.
run around in circles, you can't keep up this time
I'm taken back by freckles, I'm doing every line
I'm phasing out the humdrum, I do this every time
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