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bitch and turned it to his new bitch (haha)
I'm stupid, but I won't get my drama on
What I'm dealin' with is too real for me to comment on
Jay finally
"What do you think is going on here?"
The old man said from his chair
"Do you think this is anything new? Now look here son
This is just like it was
get a hit? (Hit)
Boom bip with a brother named Tip and we're ready to flip
East coast stomping, ripping and romping
New York, North Cak-a-laka,
(Contact) Can I get a hit? (Hit)
Boom-bip with a brother named Tip and we're ready to flip
East coast stomping, ripping and romping
New York, North
than life itself.
Oh it was no big deal, he was just taking her to the airport.
It was autumn in New York City,
There was a wind a lot like this.
It was
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm
the game will merge to the west
And I feel its absurd that the east is the selling the less
Screaming new york new york the pioneers is suppose to be
I do this job dirty
Donna Karan New York call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey
Niggas ain't seen time I travel courts and dream crime
My room like
Chicago, crying Chitown isn't my town,
Bird flew straight back to New York.
We chased him uptown
Aboard the A train,
Then hastened back down,
We followed
Them Houston niggas be like, "That young nigga trill"
Them New York niggas say that young nigga ill (it's Dolph)
My mama always told me dress to kill,
doubted I would make it out my mama house
So finally got up off the couch, a nigga had to get away, get away
Find a little space, catch a vibe by myself,
Ya money is old nigga, smell that? That's new money nigga
We filthy rotten rich and we taking advantage
G-Unit, Infamous Mobb Deep
sellin' crack be
Say what up to my neighbourhood dealers
Niggas rollin' cee-lo, local car stealers
Narcs cruisin' by
They wanna lock us on the way
No eye
president
Watching my back through jack leading Jack
Trying to mack to your back homeboy you get sacked
By 14 of the hottest mothafuckas on the water bed
ICP
old woman
Who you're faithful to for life."
"You know I ain't no guru,
I'm just a blind black preacher man.
My guitar is my gospel, boy,
And I
But I feel like the Haitian Frank Sinatra, in his young years
New York, on my way to Kennedy airport
L.A., I was told wear colors wherever you walk
to Hillman
Listen, I'm the baddest in the school, the baddest in the game
Excuse me honey, but nobody's in my lane
When you was in New York you was
to Hillman
Listen, I'm the baddest in the school, the baddest in the game
Excuse me honey, but nobody's in my lane
When you was in New York you was
the rotation, there's a bit of hesitation
This is some new hype stuff u're facin'
U gotta come with a new git
The J-U-G-H-E-A-D, and I'm flowin' with it
U could
And he snuck onto a ship bound for New York City
[Narration]
Ned’s voyage led him to the deepest, darkest, dankest bowels of that ship
He met all
watch, I gotta squint at my wrist to see
What time it is
N' my hip where the llama is
I'll look at y'all cats cheques like
Where the commas is
Fishtanks in
watch, I gotta squint at my wrist to see
What time it is, n' my hip where the llama is
I'll look at y'all cats cheques like
Where the commas is
Fishtanks
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I
deal, he was just taking her to the airport.
It was autumn in New York City,
There was a wind a lot like this.
It was springtime however, in
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