Spud Mack

Spud Mack - New York x2 lyrics

rate me

feat. Vinny Cha$e

Yeah, yeah, new york, new york, new york

Carry the job, but I carry the torch

We carry the torch

new york, new

Put on my mark lee and my 18 chaz

Barbarian wolf and 45 on my side

One heluva night and now the zombies is alive

I burn it down with every hour, keep the chink in my eyes

iPhone 5 screen cracked already

30 lights on the pic, 12 comments already

Send a ground going wild, hope they don’t flag my poster

Hoodie season, catch a vic while he toasting

We don’t like all that sideway slick talk

Get your grandma ducktaped, welcome to new york

Youtube clip, monkey ass hit

Running up the street, niggas don’t give a shit

Beat it bitch, grab your nuts, mike jackson

Tourist looking like yo what happened

Beat it bitch, grab your nuts mike jackson

[Hook]

New york, new york, new york

Where my younging walk around with pieces of chalk

New york, new york, new york

Where a car will get you bitches

But bitches will get you killed

New york, new york, new york

Where they scream, keep it real

But some of them gonna squeel

New york, new york, new york

Where the skyscrapers high and every day a new thrill.

Yeah, kingpins fuck the same hoes

Out of town niggas, thinking that they struck gold

Bitch pillow talking like yeah boo I love you nigga

Shut up bitch, you just said that to that other nigga

The kind artist make me award like pinochio

Her man from the ex, know french and corogio

Ran a dope block, then he got knocked

Stupid nigga outside when it’s scorching hot

She kept 30 grand right from his shoe box

Never made the payment so they repo the drop

Told him some was stolen, rode a missing you a lot

No bindess on the phone, we stressin up top

Tryian work out, just to get his mind off her

When he took her to trial, she said take the offer

She gonn be there, always gonn support ya

Can’t make em drink, but lead them to the water

[Hook]

New york, new york, new york

Where my younging walk around with pieces of chalk

New york, new york, new york

Where a car will get you bitches

But bitches will get you killed

New york, new york, new york

Where they scream, keep it real

But some of them gonna squeel

New york, new york, new york

Where the skyscrapers high and every day a new thrill.

The wrist is full of diamonds

Listen to vinnie for real

All them niggas lying

All they see is money, they want me to blind the jury

These bitches wanna fuck, but daddy a father figure

A balling nigga, do it better than all the niggas

Do it better than all the niggas

I’m hot when I drop, world stop armagheddon

Young and getting cheese, rings from genevieve

She sniffing that medi yean and my crib and begin to dean

Vinnie pop big checks, small clear bubble vest

Chase I remember hemy used to be with dipset

Shout ken got jewels in my bracelet

Bottom teeth go shine everytime I say shit

Chase so swavy, swag por swavy

I wasn’t feeling pac when he said fuck jay z

Check my style is cool, you my son

When I wake look in the mirror and say you the one

Niggas tryina sound like me,

Tryina sound bite me

Niggas get fly all night, you a hype beast, nigga, vc nigga

The best, yeah the best

[Hook]

New york, new york, new york

Where my younging walk around with pieces of chalk

New york, new york, new york

Where a car will get you bitches

But bitches will get you killed

New york, new york, new york

Where they scream, keep it real

But some of them gonna squeel

New york, new york, new york

Where the skyscrapers high and every day a new thrill.

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