Lyrics:
Five o'clock I wake up
NYC place to be
I go down my hat on, black coffee sugar free
Call the maid, stare the maid, "Little more if I dare"
First
d'sponsor
Le rap, mon crew et l'ice, c'est comme ça que j'm'en sors
Connu pour tuer, les M.I.C d'ici à NYC
Du sang, des risques et du son, ma définition
NYC P.D. you can see them on the streets
All over new york city kick the punks all around
Police brutality, for you and me
Police brutality,
Is this really L-O-V-E?
High in NYC
Is this really L-O-V-E?
And I'm on some codeine
Is this really L-O-V-E?
On the corner with a fiend
Is this
As she's flying to my world
And I'm waiting for a N.Y.C. girl
And I'm waiting for a N.Y.C. girl
'em, I let it work, non-stop
I let it work, non-stop
Rest in peace to B.I.G
P.A.C. from LA to NYC
We get it
New York, New York, smokin' that
the s ladies to the floor
Hey oh, hey oh, all my ladies up in nyc
Nyc we're calling all the s ladies round the
Globe hey oh, hey oh
All them s shorties down in
pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B
Yo yo yo.. big pimpin, spendin cheese
We doin - big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin.. big
you're the only one for
All the boys come follow me
Come follow me from NYC
And all the girls on the internet
In your private jet, yeah getting wet
NYC
TSA agent so she cleared him on the ID
Before he go through X-ray he taking off his shades
Taking off his jacket, arm out the sleeve
Reached in
One million light years from home
Throwing up and feeling small
Where have I gone and landed tonight
I've been shot right to the core
Of NYC
the basement (courtesy of NYC)
My time is now
(What time is it?)
(Honestly my future looking promising)
Watching CJ Electronica shock them all
Been fly
the mask on
Who the bad man that a man gotta bash on?
Hope we'll never link up
Blink and you will see us
Thumbprints 'bout to ink up
See me in the NYC
dog from flushing. queens
And still he's lurking. and still he creeps
He's still around
The devil man from NYC
The alleyway - fantasy's raging
the dead till you're crazy in the head
But you can't get away from me
No, you can't get away from me
Seattle, Hollywood, or N.Y.C.
You're a tour bus
(Young P) ayo daddy show these mothafucka's
How we do it
P, P, P, P p, P, P, P
Who holding down NYC huh? P, P, P, P
Yeah, listen
It don't matter
Gretzky (bling-blaow)
Easy money sniper but check my KD
I ball like KD and rock like AC (let's go)
You know me done shows in DC
Nyc, drop my top like
just rewinded 'em
Story Three!
We bout to take the NYC, they know about him in the NYC
But they don't know him in the D
As far as emceeing, this
(Dwele Dwele, Dwele Dwele, Dwele Dwele, Dwele Dwele)
What you do when you move to NYC and you left your sounds at home
All you got in the box
fan it's the gees kid capri
Me and my man na representative from the n.y.c
Chorus: kid capri
Soundcheck 1, 2 hear me loud and clear
Cause I got
[un dos tres
three two one
Usted tiran la mala
Y yo no se ni donde estan
MC LUCHO
GLOBAL GOAL MUSIC
CIENCIA EN EL BEAT
NYC
CLAS CLASSIC)]
Una
your eyes
I'll go with you when you die
It's wintertime in NYC
And I'm looking pretty as could be
I know you're not satisfied
So someday I'm gonna make
N-Y-C
SWANK
N-Y-C
SWANK
From a city where the pretty Biddies having plenty
Swanka sending chickens
No bricks just vixens
Girl go get it split it
drugs, May OD
Singing in my whip like DDG
May go straight to NYC
I met a girl in NYC
She flirting, wanna have my seed
Diamond choker be her kink
But I
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