New York
演唱：Rowdy Rebel、A Boogie wit da Hoodie、JadakissNew York (Explicit) - Rowdy Rebel/A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie/Jadakiss
Lyrics by：Chad Marshall/Shaun Thomas
Composed by：Chad Marshall/Shaun Thomas
New York the real New York
I'm outside I don't live in miami
I don't live in colorado
Come to my block and see me my n***a
All of y'all you know I be down there
This is kiss I'm out
Icy bust down on a wrist
I had to put it on my bucket list
I got a hundred guns a hundred clips
My n***a I'm from New York **** what you thought
I'm always dressed up in designer ****
They re change us pretenders
My ex throwin' shots she's just like my opps
They always end up tryna spin blocks
Icy bust down on a wrist
I had to put it on my bucket list
I had to put it on
Huh I got a hundred guns a hundred clips
My n***a I'm from New York
**** what you thought I'm always
I'm always dressed up in designer ****
They rechange us pretenders
My ex throwin' shots she's just like my opps
Always end up tryna spin blocks
I got a hundred guns a hundred clips
***** I'm from New York **** what you thought
I'm quick to tell a ***** to suck a ****
Like **** what you thought ***** I'm too sauce
She won't catch me cuddlin' in my cullinan
Especially when I'm outside bubblin'
Yeah shorty sexy but I really want her friend
Knowin' if I hit it once I'm probably gon' hit again
No cap look
Ap straight runner no tap
In this two seater with the heat up to the max
Bumpin' old school slick drake with the patch
Thinkin' 'bout where I came from I can never go back
'Cause they don't really make 'em like this anymore
Be on fifty for your dog if it's litty go to war
You get jammed on that mission
Don't go tellin' what you saw
She can tell I'm from New York
Just the way a n***a talk
Icy bust down on a wrist huh
I had to put on my bucket list
I had to put on
Huh I got a hundred guns a hundred clips
My n***a I'm from New York ****
What you thought I'm always
I'm always dressed up in designer ****
They re change us pretenders
My ex throwin' shots she's just like my opps
Always end up tryna spin blocks
Hard headed jacket my belt hermès
You want me to throw this
Cash better shake that a*s
I'm a New York n***a only bigger
Okay I'm a lil mane yeah **** how you feel
I can go back to the hood
Yeah 'cause I'm good there
N***as say the realest ****
But be the fakest yeah
Only if you understood my n***a
Just know I love you even
Though I never say it yeah
Brodie always got my back
With the big mac yeah
We ain't blood it just look
Like we related yeah
In my bag watch your mouth 'fore
We watch your house *****
When it's murder on your mind
It's hard to think about ****
Still shakin' up the dice like
I'm on my last round
Wanna talk about the past
When we get him back yeah
Get the money write the mike amiri on my a*s
Drive the bentley ride the pension
But the first and last yeah
Icy bust down on a wrist
Icy bust down
I had to put on my bucket list
I had to put on
Huh I got a hundred guns a hundred clips a hundred n***a
My n***a I'm from New York **** what you thought
I'm always dressed up in designer **** I'm always fly
They re change us pretenders you know we fly n***a
My ex throwin' shots she's just
Like my opps **** everyone
Always end up tryna spin blocks hahaha
Yeah I got a hundred guns a hundred clips brrt
I'm from New York **** what you thought
Life is too short I don't do shorts uh uh
I done sold everything crack to new ports woo
'Bout that action 'bout that goon talk yeah
Drop the coke in the pot watch it moonwalk ayy
Wait for his heart to stop don't zoom off uh uh
Grown man watch hoppin' out of the two door yes
I'm from the apple where you learned
How to grapple it's ****ed up
'Cause now they clap you yeah
Put you around is what
You will adapt to uh huh
We in the building plus we on the map too yes
We put it in baggies now they
Put it in capsules woo
The mecca of hiphop this is the chapel yeah
You ain't ****in' with it you is a hater
Rowdy rebel a boogie and jada yeah
Icy bust down on a wrist what
I had to put on my bucket list
I had to put on my bucket list
Huh I got a hundred guns
A hundred clips
My n***a I'm from New York ****
What you thought
I'm always dressed up in designer **** I'm always
They re change us pretenders
My ex throwin' shots she's just like my opps
Always end up tryna spin blocks
Lyrics by：Chad Marshall/Shaun Thomas
Composed by：Chad Marshall/Shaun Thomas
New York the real New York
I'm outside I don't live in miami
I don't live in colorado
Come to my block and see me my n***a
All of y'all you know I be down there
This is kiss I'm out
Icy bust down on a wrist
I had to put it on my bucket list
I got a hundred guns a hundred clips
My n***a I'm from New York **** what you thought
I'm always dressed up in designer ****
They re change us pretenders
My ex throwin' shots she's just like my opps
They always end up tryna spin blocks
Icy bust down on a wrist
I had to put it on my bucket list
I had to put it on
Huh I got a hundred guns a hundred clips
My n***a I'm from New York
**** what you thought I'm always
I'm always dressed up in designer ****
They rechange us pretenders
My ex throwin' shots she's just like my opps
Always end up tryna spin blocks
I got a hundred guns a hundred clips
***** I'm from New York **** what you thought
I'm quick to tell a ***** to suck a ****
Like **** what you thought ***** I'm too sauce
She won't catch me cuddlin' in my cullinan
Especially when I'm outside bubblin'
Yeah shorty sexy but I really want her friend
Knowin' if I hit it once I'm probably gon' hit again
No cap look
Ap straight runner no tap
In this two seater with the heat up to the max
Bumpin' old school slick drake with the patch
Thinkin' 'bout where I came from I can never go back
'Cause they don't really make 'em like this anymore
Be on fifty for your dog if it's litty go to war
You get jammed on that mission
Don't go tellin' what you saw
She can tell I'm from New York
Just the way a n***a talk
Icy bust down on a wrist huh
I had to put on my bucket list
I had to put on
Huh I got a hundred guns a hundred clips
My n***a I'm from New York ****
What you thought I'm always
I'm always dressed up in designer ****
They re change us pretenders
My ex throwin' shots she's just like my opps
Always end up tryna spin blocks
Hard headed jacket my belt hermès
You want me to throw this
Cash better shake that a*s
I'm a New York n***a only bigger
Okay I'm a lil mane yeah **** how you feel
I can go back to the hood
Yeah 'cause I'm good there
N***as say the realest ****
But be the fakest yeah
Only if you understood my n***a
Just know I love you even
Though I never say it yeah
Brodie always got my back
With the big mac yeah
We ain't blood it just look
Like we related yeah
In my bag watch your mouth 'fore
We watch your house *****
When it's murder on your mind
It's hard to think about ****
Still shakin' up the dice like
I'm on my last round
Wanna talk about the past
When we get him back yeah
Get the money write the mike amiri on my a*s
Drive the bentley ride the pension
But the first and last yeah
Icy bust down on a wrist
Icy bust down
I had to put on my bucket list
I had to put on
Huh I got a hundred guns a hundred clips a hundred n***a
My n***a I'm from New York **** what you thought
I'm always dressed up in designer **** I'm always fly
They re change us pretenders you know we fly n***a
My ex throwin' shots she's just
Like my opps **** everyone
Always end up tryna spin blocks hahaha
Yeah I got a hundred guns a hundred clips brrt
I'm from New York **** what you thought
Life is too short I don't do shorts uh uh
I done sold everything crack to new ports woo
'Bout that action 'bout that goon talk yeah
Drop the coke in the pot watch it moonwalk ayy
Wait for his heart to stop don't zoom off uh uh
Grown man watch hoppin' out of the two door yes
I'm from the apple where you learned
How to grapple it's ****ed up
'Cause now they clap you yeah
Put you around is what
You will adapt to uh huh
We in the building plus we on the map too yes
We put it in baggies now they
Put it in capsules woo
The mecca of hiphop this is the chapel yeah
You ain't ****in' with it you is a hater
Rowdy rebel a boogie and jada yeah
Icy bust down on a wrist what
I had to put on my bucket list
I had to put on my bucket list
Huh I got a hundred guns
A hundred clips
My n***a I'm from New York ****
What you thought
I'm always dressed up in designer **** I'm always
They re change us pretenders
My ex throwin' shots she's just like my opps
Always end up tryna spin blocks