Lyrics:
Baldhead on 42nd Street, down on Broadway
With Tony Lou, out of prison, my crew from Rahway
That's word Lou, I'm in New York, I'm here to see you
Cut back
East New York!! oh god!!
Yeah, got that gangsta gangsta gully gully
Yeah, big business, Joe Crack the don
Terror Squad baby, BX boro, holdin down
bring the crowd
Getting doubled bring the crown
Yeah Uh
Bring out the function
From New York to La
We storm out of London
They tracing they steps
we Snoop to Tha Dogg Pound
Where I found Lost Boyz they were bringin' the noise all
Geto and Beastie Fat and Grease(y) Jayo/J.O.E. committed a Felony
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
and kisses got you bitches mugging
Bitch I'm thuggin', bitch I'm thuggin' even when I'm clubbin'
New York, (bitch I'm thuggin')
Miami, (bitch I'm
down, good Lord
Baby got 'em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her
round by round
I'm a boxer in this game
So I go pound by pound
Sweat drippin
Lyrics whipin
All you guys into shape
My pens the son of sam
And I'm big
got em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid as a forty
Each and every day,
looked at me and said "Queen's niggas don't play. Do your thing
I'll do mine kid stay outta my way"
It's type hard tryna survive in New York state
Can't
I gotta close the window before I record
Cause New York don't know how to be quiet
Coogi down to the socks like I'm biggie poppa
Keep your girl head
cause I know how it be
Mad court cases and white papers, that's all we see
>From the roll of poverty but I always got mine
Flow from New York to Michigan
Watching Kevin McCallister defend house while his fam is out on the block
And he went to New York ye you know bro bro still chilling
Pass the popcorn let's
close,coast-to-coast,
Shows I host, foes I roast, adios, I'm ghost
[Chorus]
Yo, street ? in new york is a place this nigga stands
With a machete I'm a crazy Eddie
Dirty work i ain't talking chores
I’m tryna get out and go new york
Talk shit get fucked on?
And i dont even know why
And i dont even know why
Wanna get
to every beat
Cuzz New York the jungle
we got that chemistry
We Tarzan in these streets
We starving in these streets
They'll harm you in in these streets
Addition gain one
I Been dat bitch from day one
Looking for a pick me sorry Paris ain't one
I ain't one
Vibing in New York we tell em give it up delicious
down in Kansas City
Where even the blues sell by the pound
And I been down in New York City, brother
And that ain't no place to be down
Yeah, I'm
really don't mean to preach
But, mine or your city, It's all the same thing
Detroit, New York, LA, Beijing
Baguettes in Paris, linguini in Rome
I'm sitting
on the couch sleeping
From South Memphis to the north
The real niggas bumpin Dolph
Yeah played for 30 K
Then went shopping in New York
I don't see these lil
quarter
They fucking with the yacht club
All my soldiers fall in order
And Shout out to new york
Cause I see us we taking over
No more beefing over blocks
new york
These haters sour
Ya bag can't talk if
Ya speech ain't right yet
On my mark
Cubans link
Its a sharks den
Lions or whatever
Touching paper like
4:44
Got the rupees on a mission, on a high
For love or, war
Concrete waves get destroyed, on a lie
Getting new toys, getting paid day by day
Ill
Road or either on the T
But I was mobile just like a Samsung
Whole New York fucking with a nigga
After they heard my tape they said damn son
Bitch tapped
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