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New york Lyricsby Game Buy album CD: Other Songs T - 3 [CHORUS] I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips nigga I'm in New York New York With a hundred bloods and a hundred crips whenever I'm in New York New York I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips ride with a hundred bloods and a hundred crips Whenever I'm in New York New York Everbody wanna know why he got beef Cause in my dreams I talked to Pac and B.I.G. Got on the plane hopin at the NYC It's me behind the bars like G Ali Niggas want me to d.i.e. Been there done that woke up from a coma on 3 I.V.'s Eyes on the throne somebody in my seat Fillin' in with rap like Mari Ben Ari i scoop up swears drive thru the Bronx and get jayd on the foam my next stop is yamkas after that is Harlem why cuz im a certified gangsta and Jim Jones is throwing the blood party red bandanas from 93rd to a hundred 15th of Lennox is the secret to menaceand o lord he done went o dogg made fiftys beat his and knocked dem both off [CHORUS] New aftermath chain on master bling stones yellow and black and he a latin king mida me emone hefe semone translation i make money to ring tones king blood even though when i used to sling drugs wen i seen snoop he tell me keep doin ya thing cuz i do it cuz i love it do it for da niggaz dat dont know the difference between chuck taylors and chuckas im a gangsta tell Remy Martin i wanna fuck her thats wat i call a championship game at the rucka yall want beef change the subject yall aint got no stars like the flag of the dominican republic after Angies show i was funna get da bustin catch a cab to the house and ask any nigga hustlin i didnt have to live in new york all my life to know the A and D trains go to Washington Heights [CHORUS] Left the VMA awards went back to the hood Streets was talkin Game got slapped by Suge First I was face to face with him Media wanted to criticize the Game like he had Mase with him He a hood nigga that ain't tried to snake niggas Walked through the five buroughs neva had Jake wit him Bake it how you want ain't no cupcake in them Even Diddy know i make the city blow Never had an album never had his own video And I was selling crack while yall was watching Fifty blow White t-shirt converse and my dickies on Signed with Dre recorded a hundred and fifty songs Matter fucking hip hop police hating tryin to run me out in New York like Anthony Mason nigga I'll come and erase you Only nigga from California that'll come with a tongue and a razor [CHORUS]
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