Lyrics:
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
fun
New York City just for fun
Get your kicks just one by one
In New York City every way
Ben Dova: in New York City night and day
All: Live is more then
fuck wit North Seed Papa
50 Cent, I'll break yo punk ass off propa'
There's no place like home
New York - New York i run this city
I don't dance around
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
definitely in the building
Brooklyn, Harlem World
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Stand the fuck up!
[Jay-Z]
I'm a B.K. brawler
Marcy
the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
That's real
We the realest nigga
50 Cent
heads who hated 90s rap
It's always after that 93ish time in fact
And mine was pretty much, when 50 Cent did In Da Club
Paved way for your Little Wayne's
Lights
That's where I go to escape it
At night
Only the lonely times in my past has helped me shape it
It's 2 A.M. in New York City
And even with all these
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
and any kind of disorder
The new fearless types, as
Represented by Fifty
Move in the opposite direction
They find that the chaos of the times suit's
Their
2 America New York City
Been 2 America New York City
Bridge:
Let's party in the U.S of A
Let's party in the U.S of A
Let's party in the U.S
When we creep with the heat, that's how we get down
Wise men listen and laugh while fools talk
Stick up kids don't live long in New York
Fuck around
numbers I bagged
Then caught a cab back
To Jamaica Ave by the library
Seen the part of shabazz
New New York New York York York
(all to those who live in
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor Flav
York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
she's an entrepreneur
Maybe he just got off a tour
The many characters of summer in New York
Da, da, da, da, da, da-da, da
Da, da, da, da, da
die Raben in der Nacht?
Du in 50 Jahren zu mir
Sagst: "Wir haben es geschafft!"
Willkommen in der großen Stadt
New York City Lights
In der ich für dich
u think that u tough, won't take the heart from son
But I'm from Queens, New York City, that's where the hardest from
The hardest is from New York
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)
[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
state's forty cents
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
stop and frisk
New York City stopped prosecuting prostitution
They investigating niggas in the Bronx that be shootin' (free K Fly)
This year hard is
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
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