Lyrics:
bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Sucka, I hit em' up
Yeah, straight out on the Bad Boy camp
You know how we do it
All my real homeboys in
New York
the money
(New York, New York, get bent, keep wildin')
Stop smilin', and still don't nothin' move but the money
(Leavin' permanent scars, like getting
and see my shit
At the 169 by the bronx new york
This is eastside NYC
So come hang my shit we go chill out there east 169
[Chorus:]
East 169
We gon' be
fresh mind stale,
Now, who you know
With the New York,
That keeps a brother respect
From California like I'm
Snoop Doggy Dogg?
Well, I'm Pete
York, New York, I run for dirt
On Hungry Ham up on the corner
Fiends taste the lean, they never sober
For being in the streets to run a culture
I
York, nu LA
Aici e Romania, nu e USA
Nu dolari, aici suntem platiti in lei
Aici suntem albi, deci hai sa nu fim negrii
Aici e Bucuresti, nu New York, nu
hold down for sure
[Unverified] through the mack and New York
Full time, four W-D plus, shots, niggas get rushed out
Bust the guts out and no limit
the money
(New York, New York, get bent, keep wildin')
Stop smilin', and still don't nothin' move but the money
(Leavin' permanent scars, like getting
Herb by the pound, pay the cutter every month
Meditation is di highest, pass mi chalice
Real ganja baby inside Buckingham Palace
New York to West
awhile (Roo)
Spittin rhymes, flippin' dimes
Plans on hittin' New York Times (We big)
Grippin' shawty, by 'er spine (Ahn)
She be salty, she be sweet (She
from Tha Dogg Pound
Now you know and I know
Rule number one, you can't trust no ho
Now you can get caught up in the mix real fast
The ho gon' slip
from natural born hustlas
(that's what he thought kid)
Stupid son, you get extorted
Stop smilin
But still don't nothin' move but the money
(New York
DukeDaGod:
It's Dipset all day, The Movement Moves On
Cam'ron:
New York City, you are now tuned in to America's #1 station, Hot 97
In conjunction
minded niggas, Alpha have it positioned
That's opposition, wetttin me competition
Suddenly and outta tha blue and now I see
by myself, by myself
menace,
And Belly was like the sequel without O-Dogg in it,
Give me a New York minute,
To show you Cali got more dead bodies then the Yankees got New
ain't shit, that's why she's trying my crew
Pardon me, I move retardedly
This shit is old to me, the real New York is part of me
I'm always shopping,
T-boz and Mack 10 for doin it
This ain't nothin but a gangsta reunion
New York and California, the places to be
Nate Dogg and Kurupt broadcast for free
We
the big city and the small towns
I go to New York City, on the East Coast
Get your guap with a light and a repost
Bitch don't ask me, what I do it for
I
nigga, I'm just on steroids
I got pretty New York City bitches, I'm like they A-Rod
Psychedelic flow, smokin' kush by the pound
Got some girls in my
beneath the New York moon
Pounds as we dip, increase these New York tunes
It's the universe I have
Nappy and happy, June 12th, I self don't say that exists
And Belly was like the sequel without O-Dogg in it,
Give me a New York minute,
To show you Cali got more dead bodies then the Yankees got New York pennants,
New York litty
Fly Papis in the club
Came thru Drippin
Pulled up wit the Day 1z
And We all Tipsy
All Eyes On us
Cuz We So Pretty
Bouta get bouta get
NY
glock
From New York down to Georgia it don't stop
Killer Kill from Addamsville with a hot glock
Blaaat!
[Bun B]
They say murder is the case they wanna
nothin but a gangsta reunion
New York and California, the places to be
Nate Dogg and Kurupt broadcast for free
We at the DoggHouse where the dogs
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