Lyrics:
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Every Christmas year living room was Toys R Us
Enough clothes to slap a flee market right back to New York
And turn a foot locker back into a school
rappin' with
Canibitch, oh, Canibitch
Are you from Los Angeles
New York, or just a janitor
From Canada? Oh, Canibitch
So, in two seconds flat, Dre's
niggas instead
I play with them racks got a brand new roll
I pop out the cut that boy gon fold
I’m 5500 my neck on froze
Got it all plated in rose gold
I
Got 86 on that dash, got 87 in cash, and I'm born in '88
Born and raised in New York, so you do the math
Pass that dutch, oh
I'mma get a little high
a world war
For these ghettos girls and boys I'm rapping round' the world for!
Africa to New York
Haiti then I detour
Oakland out to Auckland
Gaza
nigga since I got rich
Shotoff, Gumbo and some drank, only thing in my mix (yeah)
Twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I dare a nigga reach for
backup, I got a RAID5
Castle invade, checkmate in Simon's Quest
You wanna play a game, then do what Simon Says
Get a new page, correct what you say
I'll set
with me hanky boy
I am a beast coming up from the east dog without a leash I’m released how can I be locked down New York City home of the Grimey
there's something happening)
(They know there's someone out there passing righteous judgement)
(We in New York, okay)
(Talk to em talk to 'em talk)
(We love
Cheetah print all on the back
Sexy motherfucker you
Love how you be switching that
LA by way of New York
She tell me she love my talk
I tell her I love her
don't even share the same hoes
Niggas wanna copy my flow
Copy my style, stealin' my clothes
Look at my watch, that's 150
When in New York, feel like
is California soul
C-a-l-if-o-r-n-ia
My name rang in MIA, I'm the talk of New York
Down in ATL, they smell me
So ain't shit niggas could tell me
Ask
music
We possibly could be doing that bigger than tryna ruin it
So my apologies, nigga, just forgive me for doing it
History made in New York City, we
of the new album
Resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers
Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character
Of not only Mr.
of the new album;
Resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers
Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character
Of not only Mr. Shakur,
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
your iPod player
Running in circles on these tracks
Only to roll in a cage and
You crashed like a NASCAR racer
I'm a gargantuan Hall Of Famer
On stage
seconds and counting
New York's finest, still wilding, Shaolin
At the full moon howling
Get 'til it's gone, Killa Bee kills
Only time will reveal like
the head I nick named her vicious
D-O-P-E in swishers
Got bitches by the sisters
I love all my brothers we fuck baby mothers
But due to the fact that
They
Raekwon, done skill 'em, and then serve on
Gun shot at my car, and he boy, scared, well
[Bounty Killer]
New York, say I, wonder if one day that
So many
now I'm letting it go until it end me
You got a lot to lose but it's all basic
I'll probably ride in times for better late texts
I bet I'm living it
the price you gone pay
Too much money in the safe
What you smoking boy it's laced
And I'm balling for my race
I'm at New York Fashion Week
With a lil
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
stunners
Niggas steady baller block, can't take nothing from us
Young nigga, living a life surrounded by ice
Hoes be like, "Damn, them boys, they're
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