Текст (слова) песни: Game, The - New York

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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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Game, The - New York 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 Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни New York: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/106/1/10897.html Все тексты песен: Game, The » Game, The - Special » Game, The - Like Father Like Son » Game, The - Runnin` » Game, The - Higher » Game, The - Hate It Or Love It » Game, The - Duck Down » Game, The - Don`t Need Your Love » Game, The - We Ain`t » Game, The - Church For Thugs » Game, The - My Confessions » Game, The - Start From Scratch » Game, The - 300 Bars and Runnin` » Game, The - Westside Story » Game, The - New York » Game, The - Don`t Worry » Game, The - Put You On The Game » Game, The - Buddens(Joe Budden Diss) » Game, The - The Documentary » Game, The - Where You At? » Game, The - Dreams Рекомендуем скачать: » Евгений Романов - Хочу верить... » Евгений Клячкин - Вальс лестниц » Елена Гурфинкель - Пусть взвывает ветер псом лохматым... » Евгений Коновалов - Нас заждались давно у родного порога... » Евгений Муравьев - Закрыть глаза? Устал от темноты... » Елена Казанцева - Никто мне не нужен, никто... » Елена Фролова - Ах, птица моя, ах, птица... » Елена Казанцева - Колыбельная » Елена Елизарьева - Этот человек в черном пальто... » Екатерина Барановская - (стихотворение) » Елена Казанцева - По Тверской, по Ямской, по любой... » Елена Решетняк - В этой комнате ночь, в этой комнате быль... » Евгений Бачурин - Утренняя песня » Елена Фролова - Что ты, рай, для меня... » Елена Решетняк - Забудь » Евгения Ланцберг - Я часто путаю сердца стук... » Елена Гурфинкель - Подарила мне мама двенадцать лампад... » Егор летов - Евангелие » Елена Бушуева - Не принимайте меня за посланье Всевышнего... » Елена Анпилогова - Юношеский максимализм
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