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Artist:	Game
Song Title:	New York
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[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

[Verse 1]
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 Jada on the phone my next stop is Yonkers
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
its the sequel to menace
and o lord he done went o dogg
made fiftys beat his and knocked dem both off

[CHORUS]

New aftermath chain on that's the bling
stones yellow and black and he a latin king
mida me emone hefe semone translation i make money off ring tones
king blood even though when i used to sling drugs
wen i seen snoop he tell me keep doin ya thing cuzz
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 rucker
Ja Rule B 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
False I was face to face with him
Media wanna 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 glow
Never had an album never had his own video
And I was selling crack while Ja was watching Fifty blow White t-shirt converse and my dickies on
Signed with Dre recorded a hundred and fifty songs
Now the 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 with razor

[CHORUS]

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