Lyrics:
I'm not
Swagger it's in my roots
New York we the greatest, these rap niggas hate us
Most you niggas wanna be us, I can see it in they faces
They
the three
Three and then the four
Then you gotta breathe
Then you gotta (gasp)
Then you gotta (gasp)
Yo these niggas can't breathe when I come through,
a dick Bitch Bajalo pa mi bitch
Ain’t nothing free bitch When it comes to this dick Ando con el gang
Solo hacemos street shit En el pura sang
Ya no veo las
need the moon in it
Shit, you come to New York, you know what it is, nigga
Dipset, D-Block, bitch!
Donnie, yeah
Ayo I'm on some other shit, fuck
behind rent
Tired of hearing my bitch bitch
That I ain't bout shit cause I ain't got shit
Friends can suck dick cause when the dough is spent
Watch how
Now niggas know I'm from New York
But shit I love Cali-forn-I-a
From back when NWA
Rocked the black and grey raiders shit
On some gansta shit
cities like New York and L.A. need some action
Channel 2 support the best rap on the NBA basketball court
Champion when I rap large, cats with champion
and thighs
Hoping that they gon' come, she's saving up her ones
Saying she love to hustle, champagne for fun
A New York stripper, said she left her nigga
LA
and thighs
Hoping that they gon' come, she's saving up her ones
Saying she love to hustle, champagne for fun
A New York stripper, said she left her n****
LA
[Chorus] 4X
[Ghostface]
Yo I'm bent out three days two nights yo I'm spent out
One hell of a cruise New York got they hand out
Like I owe somethin,
And know the block shook, when I walk by
Niggaz just like you they rather not look
I inspired why'all niggaz to flow
I'ma always get money so I admire
pretend that you don't
Know my names ascending
I'm inventing new ways just
To keep offending when
The sensitive Kids put in their ten cents
I present my
freaky
And doin' what when we back at the spot
Magnums come out the box and never go back in the box
She take shots like backshots, she's backing
of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga please
I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song
hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song will last as long as your part in "Krush Groove"
Body moves, the battles, bullets,
for you to come over here
And help me feel
Like I'm not the world's saddest man on New Year's Eve
The party was fun but it ended too soon
Some people
(Walk with me)
(Come on)
Yeah,
It's like new york's being soft
Ever since my nigga shyne's been sitting in prison, yeah
(Check it)
Shit
South Bronx, New York
(evil laughter)
[Chorus: x3]
Is it live, live, live, live, live
(evil laughter)
[Verse one:]
I heard your CD is wack
Got a baddie in New York and she said she tryna Play it cool?!
Ouu Ouu
She wanna play a cool!
Ouu Ouu
Tell these little niggas stop playing
Cus i'm
through
Brand new kicks I ain't talking kung fu
Brand new bitch with some brand new boobs and a brand new coupe
When you get some money then you can fuck
the weed spot, pounds of purp, bowl of cereal
Cartoons is on, my favorite shit is The Smurfs
Now I don't slip when I'm down in the dirt,
cause by this
living wild inside
Of New York state
The five gates if a nigga is
Shook just let him shake while the coke bake
Chef trip cook a boulder over the shoulder
Little courts rainbows, Pegasus and Wizards
Just me shoving caine in the gash in your throat with the premise
Middle of New York with a sack full of action
York go to Vegas Gettin' faded on a weekday
Baby, you my best friend Catch a flick gettin' touchy by the end
In New York, runnin' through my ends
Yeah,
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