Lyrics:
Town
KC motown to Alabama
LA, New York Yankee niggas to Hotlanta
'Ouisiana, all my niggas
Wit 'Country Grammar'
Smokin' blunts in Savannah
Blow thirty
Yeah it's the talk of New York (yeah, yeah, yeah nigga!)
Mixed with that N.W.A. shit (what up? real talk of New York nigga)
I mean that G-Unit shit
equal more hoes
I smoke a lot of dro, I got a lot of flows
Shit I didn't have to say that
Ya'll already know
From New York to New Orleans
A problem,
Put the bounce back in the music
But I’m not Lil Bow Wow
I get active cause I’m from Cali
Shoutout to the Dogg Pound
Yelling West hanging out
Put the bounce back in the music
But I’m not Lil Bow Wow
I get active cause I’m from Cali
Shoutout to the Dogg Pound
Yelling West hanging out
out, check me, check me out
Hey young world
New York's in the house
Def Squad's in the motherfuckin', house
New York's in the motherfuckin', house
said it by mistake
My t-shirts make more money than your mixtape
I tell a boy Boy Better
Know it’s money making season
I book a flight to New York for no
spittin'
The sidewalk of new york will start bumpin'
Jumpin' around,with the muthafuckin pound
And I'm down to the fullest,and breakin' niggas ass off
daddy
I'm hitting 21st in the blue and grey Caddie
I'm feeling like Scrappy, or is it Scooby-Doo?
'Cause I'm chilling with the motherfucking Dogg Pound
straight out on the Bad Boy camp
You know how we do it
All my real homeboys in New York keep thuggin'
All the rest of you bustas die slow!
Verse Two:
'em how we -get down
Show ’em how we beat it to
The beat of Tha Pound
Don't mind, it's just a pimp thang
Money with me every time, it's a grip thang
is what you make of it
And I'm makin' a lot of it
See that's a quadruple entendre
Jay Z eat your heart out
Joell Ortiz, Brooklyn, New York
But
Yeah... what's happening New York City?
It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight
("Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry")
twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your lights
And "50" you have it, cause when Rule' spit to the masses
I got yo attention like J-Lo's
I'm in to makin' hit records that spin like rims
So when "Flex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off
killer a leave
Alaska and di skunk, I smoke dem deh by di trees
Hand me di weed because New York a freeze
Police smell mi weed and a swarm me like bees
Kenyattah
That nigga Daz
Brooklyn to Cali
Long Beach
New York
You already know
Divine Allah Zig Zag!
Woo!
new force
Wish you lames knew more
Plus my game off the chain
I remain New York
I would flame you dorks
Y'all ain't playing New York
And even through
murderers, murderers
[Ja Rule]
Growing up in the ghetto
With that New York state of mind
I realized that night, that my future was crime
Hustlin dimes was my
them bow's for the rocks
Look I came up from that, cookin' that came from crack
New boys shinin' man, New York's ryder man, look how I got'em Damn!
in the rain
listenin to they walkman(e)
talkin the New York fuckin slang
Partial Chorus
Verse Three: Rzarector
In the streets of New York
the
Audience you'll note that in
The middle of this there's going to be some
Uh, jazz-type solos played by various
Wonderful members of our
New York finest
understand what i'm doin'
Money in my hand, nigga, 28 grams when i'm rollin'
Been through New York and London and Paris and back
South By Southwes only
killer a leave
Alaska and di skunk, I smoke dem deh by di trees
Hand me di weed because New York a freeze
Police smell mi weed and a swarm me like bees
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