Lyrics:
Here's a smoker yeah the Newport that you bought
Want to hear this bump from New City, New Guinea to New York!
(Niggy what?!)
Chorus: Rustic
This all you want
Big Los all you want
From New York
Live they like my style
Jade for my baby
So rare
Boss player
Your favorite
Dis big
Chilling
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
shit
niggas is left blindfolded, reminded
how real shit can get live at time at
USA, New York City if you want to be exact
a soldier story from
Don't get bent, because you smokin off the sess
We from New York on the A Train X-Press, x-press
Chorus: Lil Dap
Some sisters understand, some sisters
with that breakdown talk
We can walk the walk and keep it real
Like New York I'm sold up, you word up uh
If we just show'em I'll blow'em twice
happened
Oh, it's not lit
These metal fingers be holding hot shit
When I was four I pen god was born in New York
Back in seventy seven still got nan in
wall in New York City.
While under arrest, in the presence of eleven white transit cops,
Michael Stewart was strangled to death.
When his case was
on the stewardess
Is she onto me? (Shh!)
I just need a puff to set my mind free
Oh-ho!
High times in the sky
I'm feelin' fly (feelin' fly)
From New York to L.A
Oh
My
from new york new york
Aint no time play
I got shooters shooters
And they tryna spray
On my way
Yeah I’m
On my way
They dont know by now
Yeah im on my
Or better yet, my position now
Throw you cats on trial
Smooth criminal
From New York to Quebec
Unbelieveable respect
Plan X
22 ways up out the projects
words I'm wildin'
It's a full moon and peoples is howlin
[Chorus]
Yo Chicago rock the house and
New York rock the house and
DC rock the house
Hey, when c.c. rider was just a snot-nosed kid
I was already known for doin' what i did
The women all screamed as i walked by
My daddy would curse
I'm stuck here while you're miles away (miles away)
In New York raining
In New York raining
It's too much my babe I need you
It's too much my babe I
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
believing some day you'll return
To the streets of New York from my tower of song
I come down to work where the common folk throng
In my famous blue shirt
Chubby, in New York, I'm with Soo
In the A, I'm with Wham, bitch, in the Chi', I'm with Zoo
Nigga flinch, I'ma shoot (baow)
Chin up and raise your
got a new father whose name is New York
Runnin' wild in the streets
With heat, we don't talk
Cause when its cold you basically live life in dark
the river chilin' with his dark shades on
This sure ain't New York City, no Chicago town
It ain't like Santa time in Boston or Minnesota
It's a Texas
to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing
Come adore on bended knee
Christ the lord, the new born king
Gloria, in excel sis deo
Gloria, in
New York New York yeah where my troopers at
Where my hustlers where my boosters at
I don't care what you do for stacks
I know the world glued you
at Madison Square Garden
or Radio City, in New York City
Bring tha whole hood wit me, gallons of henny
My homie got shot right befo' my eyes,
I got shot
going on?
Yo, what's going on?
The crime rate in New York State elevate,
A city filled wit hate, more deaths accumulate,
Drug wars daily,
stop in New York and Lennon still dreams
Two stops in Memphis and long live two kings
And on my way back from the past to the now
I would swing by
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