Lyrics:
come out
Niguh squeeze one out everybody run out
I guess you staying indoors till the sun out
(AH YEAR)
Cause I came from the metropolis
New York is up
it comes to hoes" because
Music (come on) New York (come on) Detroit (come on) come on down!
Miami (come on) L.A. (come on) Vegas (come on) come
come up with a number, notebook, or list
It just doesn't matter, you can still get dissed
I'm bringin' back that ol' New York rap
That gets you jacked
was in New York
Quit my job and chase my dream like Freddy Kruger
Told my mama time was comin' even though the proof was nothin'
Still had told me I be
ain't goin nowhere (Nah)
Matter fact, Bus let's go over there (Come On)
Take all of they girls and bring 'em over here (Come Here)
New York City, have
a spark
Yeah I just need a spark
Shit this might be the spark I need
I speak guapanese
Catch me lumberjacking chopping tree
I'm from New York I like to chop
was the truth
Niggas thought I was from New York, niggas thought I was off the stoop
'Til I pulled up with Snoop like Dre did in "G Thang"
Wasn't no
I work on my craft
Doesn't matter where I'm at
Hopped off a jet but I never lag
Still stay up late
I never slack
From New York to LA
Chicago or Tampa
suicide
And made New York better
I gave you one line you made a whole song
Here's some more rhymes you'll
Be working year long
Let me set the record
fucked a girl at summer camp
Change the story so the fam believe me
Them days ain't over
My mentality was changing as I got older
Promising an album by
Some said it wouldn't work, some said it wouldn't last
In New York, they say that the tempo's too fast
You disregarded, but the albums got charted
We put
I don't walk, I stalk, living foul like pork
Shutting down underground streets of New York
Hawk is what the niggas call me, 'cause they all be
Now we're gonna play a song now
Uh This song is from an album called One Size
Fit's All well I'm surprised you people
Have heard of it didn't sell
back and forth across the border like Mexicans
But I'm running like New York pedestrians
Trying not to scuff my Nike Air checks again
It's funny how
to your indictment
Whether or not you like it, still, number one I hype it
Your album, rewrite it
How many MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, cause
a dad, rap was all I had
So I moved to New York, to make it pop
Did "Like Water for Choc", that album changed a lot
But my man who I started with, wasn't
of New York
Hawk, is what the niggas call me
'Cause they all be
Suckin' my dick
In my Muthafuckin' (What)
I know half, so I laugh with 'em
Bloodbath, when
giving game
Go harder in this game
Yo, shout out to my nigga
That was in New York, that I’m talking about
I really ain’t got no bars
I be tellin’ niggas
life
Born in da snow
A winter baby
Cold Watertown in sum typa part ah New York
Born in ways of baldamore
I know I can survive
Anywhere else
Dat ah
pee
Threesomin' hoes got them yelling "Hold up T
You gon get in my hair"
I'm like "so what B?" i go New York on em'
I got a new talk for em' niggas want
get floor seats that's in BK nah I don't like the Knicks
Still be up in New York City balling like the Nets and Knicks
Hezze
Gang he back on his shit
Yea
This songs called hold me down
It's off the album two thousand and forever
By Tom Charles and Apcquest
We got our man Isaac playing guitar
We're
with them sticks
We had a whole band 'xtended clip
In New York ballin' out like the Knicks
Christian Dior all over my bitch
And these niggas they copy my
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
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