Lyrics:
thronging the dungeon streets of NYC
as you drive me stopping to give them the finger again
you rest your head against the wheel
say 'let's go anywhere but
perignon that fly
NYC badboy notorious really
The HNIC of rap boy I gets busy
I'm alejandro sosa of the sixteen bars
The way I manufacture these drugs
That
driving
Who I'm fucking? Don't worry 'bout me
Everything is all good
It's love and no peace
From the thorough that's borough
That's NYC
So fuck all you
of the NYC
Even if I get caught and
The fed's Come get me, yeeaah!
(I'm so in love with new york city)
Here we go again! (I can feel it callin in
The air
back when, I never smiled a lot
Was on my NY State of mind shit
Around the clock
And it wasn't just niggas from NYC
It was CT, DC, VA, PA, NC, LI, MD, NJ
on bro', no weak, whoa
Ughn, I still rep for my people
NYC to Puerto Rico steppin' to Psyquito
You must be borrachito
When I pull out the Metra
No te muevas
Freak a Leak/ Like Petey P/ Tennekee to NYC
Gotta come hard/ keep my name buzzing/ Make the track sound sweet/ wit a thump so Southern/ Hey
People call me
ya see my screen
Times Square level, light up NYC
Top floor big
Bet the penthouse mean
Stadium status
Don’t need a team this ain’t Madden
Entrance
ain't gon' get to hype on you, man
We gon' bury ya
Holla, see if you 'bout it, 'bout it
'Cause we is (I really mean it)
NYC
Christmas in NYC
Check your memory and you will find me there
on a corner near Times Square
even though we are not together it will be alright
you
in NYC, I fly to Philly just to keep it safe (whoa, keep it safe)
Lately I been M.I.A (M.I.A) but I ain't been in MIA (MIA)
I'm in MEM slidin' with
Raving with S.H.M. London to N.Y.C.
I got my visa and my visa
A diva and her dealer,
Bitch I'm up on the guest list
With the Swedish house mafia
You can
Three point two from the driveway of my house
To your apartment where I am waiting now
Come on, don't think, night's young
Let's go
NYC
Yeah, der Boss ist back
You are now listening to AraabMUZIK
Folgendermaßen
Penthouse-suite in NYC, Cohibas am Times Square
Wegen meinem Lat
Victory, victory
Gold on my neck, Mr. T
Victory, victory
Zombie gang reppin' that NYC
Victory, victory
Ice round my neck like I'm Lil Weeze
We
leakin' now
Horse for the wet, she gon' suck the drip
Too easy to hit, I don't need a bitch
Donuts in the whip, NYC then LAX
Fifty on my wrist,
C'mon
Yeah! Yeah, yeah
NYC in the building
Nach and José James
¡Ah! Esto va por todos los francotiradores del arte
Art Killer
Todo aquellos que
(ah-ah)
Steig' von hinten aus dem Benz, ey (ja)
Und die Leute gucken dumm, aber Wayne
Ich mach' Paper, Bitch, ihr seid salty (ja)
NYC, Baby, Wall Street
fair wages for help?
And it's crazy to me, that one in three children go hungry
In NYC, While those crooks on Wall Street tend to run free
You follow
fair wages for help?
And it's crazy to me, that one in three children go hungry
In NYC, While those crooks on Wall Street tend to run free
You follow
it's a wrap
Commit a driveby with the music expressed there, and then toss the gat
Hop on the Red Eye to NYC though - D&D linked with Primo
And I'm
auf im Neid leider Nachts um
Vier Pass kopiert durch den Zoll Good-Bye Deutschland fickt euch
Alle NYC Sonny Black Weißes Shirt Gib die
Knarre
the same again
Never be the same again
[Left Eye (rap)]
Uh, check it
night and day
Black beach sand to red clay
The US to UK
NYC to LA
From
scream if you want some more
Like ah, push it, push it
Watch me work it
I'm comin' straight out the N-Y-C
Every single little bad boy's wet dream
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