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Them trick niggas in they ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my

it was all cap
Was in school acting bad, wasn't a hall pass
I'm the type to score
You'll pass the ball back
In New York with a torch like the statue

promise we different
I dont know nothing bout you but im big shit
Got a New .38 im not YB im Bishop
Gotta walk with my dog off the leash like a big pit

gon' melt you just like M&M's
Ain't Been to New York, but I'm dunkin' like Tim, you get robbed by some niggas in Paris like Kim
It's like me and twin

Shawty get loose in here
Shawty wanna pop them pills, yeah
Poppin' them dirty pills, yeah
White girl Britney Spears, yeah

From New York, she model
Let her

Let's Get It

Black Rob

Bad Boy Entertainment: 20 Years - The Box Set

2016

[Black Rob - almost mumbling]
They said that I'm a Rottweiler
And I'm from the Rottweiler house, the Rottweiler New York

[G-Dep]
Really, get

Tash Rules

L.V.

Rap Life

1999

hang with nine broke friends, you're bound to be the 10th
So on the strength of makin dollars, tash'll touch any scene
Catch a flight to new york city,

just did 50 off the back end
Bitch, stop callin' me while I'm trappin
Get it whole and break it down to fractions
That's the way
We just flooded New York

Built This City

Cam'ron

Diplomatic Immunity

2003

cater
Any problems I spray her that can startle the mayor
But in this 50-block radius let's get the rock and shave the shit
or get the glock and blaze

Trans Atlantic we send it by the gallon
We can do you like Bateman did to Allen
Riding through Queens like I'm 50 Cent
In the N train feeling I'm god sent

Standing in a car park somewhere in New Mexico
Put 50 dollars on my phone and try to call you at home
Staring up at a desert sky
The stars are bright

fuck hoes from time to time
Prolific with this shit, I feel like Nipsey in his fuckin' prime
I ain't pressed by that shit you doin' cause I been did it

don't care about no vest (Nah)
I sleep in the trap, barely get some rest
This bitch from New York she goes to Georgia Tech
Been countin' that plata 'cause

stuck with me from the classroom
Real talk now, who's the king of New York now
And boys got safes in the house I got a vault now
From my old grams,

goons might have to kill you
Up in New York
We play bloodsports at home court
And hold down forts
Soon as ya caught, get your dome torched
G Rap and Dj

tilt)
Cactus Jack on my shoe, in this shit

I came from the mud straight to the top (yeah)
Shooters outside double parked
I'm from New York, she like

the fight, I surmount
With the clinch and the sprawl, every roll, I enthrall
In the brawl, I stand tall, never letting me fall (Boom!)
50/50, nifty,

Heavyweight, Muhammad Ali
I'm in new york, smokin' Denver dope
I got some racks, Doug Dimmadome
Bad lil bitch, just give me throat
She said she want put it

I'm living in a waiting room on the tenth floor
Of a New York City skyscraper
Got the paperwork filled out my friend
Can you tell me how this story

feeling alright
Big body H way I'm pushing the tec
You know I'm goin make it just give me a sec
Popping the V just to fly to New York
In the back

the streets where the city don't sleep
Brooklyn East New York fucka watch where you walk
Buck fifty for ya lips fucka watch how you talk
Got the goons on deck

She's so Heaven-sent; thank GOD for what HE blessed her with
Love her confidence; I see that by what she dressing in
And she gon' get hers! Make me fiend

ain't 'shamed and I NEVER BEEN
She's so Heaven-sent; thank GOD for what HE blessed her with
Love her confidence; I see that by what she dressing in

She's so Heaven-sent; thank GOD for what HE blessed her with
Love her confidence; I see that by what she dressing in
And she gon' get hers! Make me fiend