Lyrics:
Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called Niggaz With Attitudes
When I'm called off, I got a sawed off
York, New York.
And the crashing waves at the castle door.
Take, take this straight jacket off me. Gotta let it go.
on the block
Suge signed Pac, it was on, 'cause I fuck with Dre
Straight Outta Compton was a product of N.W.A
But shit everything changed when Ice Cube went
definitely in the building
Brooklyn, Harlem World
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Stand the fuck up!
[Jay-Z]
I'm a B.K. brawler
Marcy
Took myself outta New York City
But New York won't leave me alone
I found everything I needed there
In a Deli right down the street
It's always in my
motherfucking money
I'm down to fill these empty sacks
I'm down to fill these empty sacks
My little niggas gonna set me straight
My little niggas gonna set
fuckin' with me?
I'm a self-made millionaire
Thug livin' outta prison, pistols in the air
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there and they really make a mess outta you
Now, if you see Saint Annie, please
One time for the one time
bout crunch time
Shawty be around the snow summer time sine shine
Flying outta state with a New York mind
I’m in New
(woo)
Big boy, big boy, yeah, narcotics (narcotics)
Pour me a drink and it's toxic (drank)
New York drippin', it's straight out the faucet (drip)
Pour
Representing straight out of New York City
Blakpeople in Brooklyn
Blakpeople Shaolin
Blakpeople in Queens
Blakpeople in Manhattan
Blakpeople in
Call up Trudy on the telephone
Send a letter in the mail
Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
And they won't let me outta this jail
And if she
make it a record, get down yo)
I take why'all niggas straight, +Beneath the Surface+
to the core, if it ain't raw its worthless
Pentab professional,
skeleton "Gay folk suck"
Said the Heritage Policy skeleton
"Blacks're outta luck"
Said the macho skeleton
"Women in their place"
Said the fundamentalist
airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there and they really make a mess outta you
Now, if you see Saint Annie, please
I'm sure I need some rest
Sleeping don't come very easy
In a straight white vest
Should like to see that little children
She's only four years old,
Cinderella
Bumpin' some Straight Outta Compton N.W.A.
Smoke Cali like Snoop wit Gin & Juice on replay
Man the city never sleeps that's how it goes
And it's 187
Call up Trudy on the telephone
Send a letter in the mail
Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
And they won't let outta this jail
And if she asks
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
the New York scene
We'll have a son of a bitch of a time
C'mon
Let me entertain, let me entertain
Let me entertain you tonight
Hey where's my
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
New york city... You are now rockin with 50 cent.. Are you ready? [Gun click] I said are you ready? See you wit me nigga? DROP DEAD. Paid for a hoofy
Hey Jim, Jim, just a minute y'all
I want you spell for me something
I want you spell for me New York, man
Why do you want me to spell New York
You're guilty of crime in the first degree,
Second and third as well.
My jury finds you'll be serving your time
When you go straight to hell.
'Cause
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