Lyrics:
yeah, alright yeah, yeah
Things changed since we came out, been some shit in new york
Niggaz stopped gettin jig in new york, bloods and crips in new york
I'm going through them New York pains
(Talk to em xae)
(Imma talk to em Jo)
I was in a rut
Down bad
Walking all through
The rain,
They was quick
To turn
run the city
Hold up I run the city
Slide through to Brooklyn where you from? New York
Slide through to Da Bronx where you from?
New York
Slide
Oh no
The next days after fun in track 3
I was on Twitter, "Something's bothering me"
A couple more black men shot down
In separate cities, it
when the lights go down
Feels so good when we're in this town
Dreams come true when the distance fades away
New York City
Everybody looks so pretty
however
One environment remained as harsh as
Ever the black ghettos of
Inner-city America and out of such a
Crucible a new fearless type
Came forward,
of a penthouse view
Ain't nothing sweet that she get turned into a mule
Headline news
Stuck for trafficking , send to Peru
Luck ran out on you, sentenced the dude
New York summer
It be hot as hell, it be hot as hell (8x)
[Bridge: Frank Knight]
New York, New York big city of dreams
New York, New York big city
time where the usual is suitable
Tonight alive, let's describe the inscrutable
The indisputable, we New York the narcotic
Strength in metal and fiber
going in (Don-Don)
Yeah, ugh, geah, what it do, New York City?
(Brrrah) i wore shiny suit's when I
Was down with Diddy (It’s okay)
You heard us going in
New York Original
Verse 1:
In the City where it all started
In the parks where emcees rocked it
Urban concrete
Where the blocks parted
We’re
straggling
You faker than the Gucci on Fordham road with the africans
Bullet through ya abdomen you better get a pistol
Shout out to my cypress nigga's down in
his feet are hard and gritty
He spends his life walking the streets of New York City
He's almost dead from breathing in air pollution
He tried
his feet are hard and gritty
He spends his life walking the streets of New York City
He's almost dead from breathing in air pollution
He tried
seen the cities
Sweet like honey we'll go home running
in a few days gonna fly by
gonna drop down for the rewind
take a picture goodbye
wanna go
definition bustin' out your TV
So go hard, I go home
We put an end to you're end like zone
Get it yeeah
The Big Apple going all in
New York City stand
forty acres and a mule
But we did get you, CC, heh, yeah
Gainin' on ya
Movin' in and around ya
God bless CC and its vanilla suburbs
Gainin' on ya!
baby
Even though I never took you out of New York City (uh uh)
I can feel the rain pouring down on my shoulder (yeah yeah yeah)
I need you right now
baby
Even though I never took you out of New York City (uh uh)
I can feel the rain pouring down on my shoulder (yeah yeah yeah)
I need you right now
Pushing for the King of New York, I see it
Gangsters try so hard but can't be it
Only one could rise above all the rest
And I got faith in my man,
She came out with her best friend for the summer in L.A.
They took a spot and plopped down on the beach
You find them there near every day
And I
city|Ooooh, yeah I like it (no doubt)|And ya say new york city|Ooooh, yeah I like it|Ha ha, and ya say|Cause we get down for ours we get down no doubt|Down for
on the block
Issa Fight for New York
Whole city looking haunted
The peep you think you cool with
Just really own shit
Stab you in the back
But before they look
that day, I have to believe, I believe, I believe
In a New York minute, everything can change
In a New York minute, you can get out of the rain
In a New
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