Текст песни Fredro Starr - That New York

Made In The Streets
Жанр: Hip-Hop
Исполнитель: Fredro Starr
Альбом: Made In The Streets
Длительность: 03:18
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Текст:

This that New York, front of the bodega Where kids drink 40, your blunts would go bogus Where niggas with black masks like the lone ranger Run in the store like let me hold the paper This that New York, front of the bodega Where kids drink 40, your blunts would go bogus Where niggas with black masks like the lone ranger Run in the store like let me hold the paper This that New York, New York, New York This the city of dreams that could turn into a nightmare Can't find one nigga that'll fight fare Everybody got a quick scheme to get rich Flip bricks or tryina hit the big six Get a quick fix, all the fiends really want Eye pads getting smoked into Philly blunts Me? I'm smoking blunts at the Sky bar Columbus Circle at the high bar, hi y'all Black AP, get off safety, I'm so thugged out, look what rap made me You don't see, don't say nothing New York, New York like nobody know nothing It's the code of the streets I'm a Queens nigga, late night I'm running through the low ends This that New York, front of the bodega Where kids drink 40, your blunts would go bogus Where niggas with black masks like the lone ranger Run in the store like let me hold the paper This that New York, front of the bodega Where kids drink 40, your blunts would go bogus Where niggas with black masks like the lone ranger Run in the store like let me hold the paper This that New York This where hip hop came from Graffiti on the trains and the snatchy chains, son Everybody pulling fast moves, blast crews, cash rules 'Cause every bill is past due If they ask you what time it is It's just stick the kids, tryina set you up You know I know what time it is You gotta have street smarts to learn your lesson Hennessey straight, get burned, get protection This is for my G's that burnt in the essence I'm in the G team, burning down 7th I double up, put money on the Jets Came back, doubled up, put money on the Mets I took that, doubled up, poured some coke for my town Took it back down to Buck Town We open all night, all week New York stay strong like the bull on Wall Street This that New York, front of the bodega Where kids drink 40, your blunts would go bogus Where niggas with black masks like the lone ranger Run in the store like let me hold the paper This that New York, front of the bodega Where kids drink 40, your blunts would go bogus Where niggas with black masks like the lone ranger Run in the store like let me hold the paper This that New York That New York, that New York, that New York That New York, that New York, that New York That New York
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