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Styles P - NYC lyrics

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I am getting high with my ..

Bitch you’re gonna suck or not i'm like Cam'ron

Cause I am ballin' like jones is

Bandana like Santana where the zone is

Niggas lucky I ain’t flip yet

I am on my shit like Dipset

And I ain’t rich like 50

But I know many man that really want to hit me

Top of New York like Yeyo

Started up like Banks do

Yeah I shoot you or shank you

And after that thank you

Terror squad like Joe Crack

Hit you with a pack

Then you better bring the dope back

Flip mo like Busta

Light the spliff in one minute before i cut ya'

(Chorus x2)

I ride get high the NYC

The illest competition the fliest collegues

I was born here so why would I leave

The Mecca of rap birth to God MCs

Let’s have a minage like Nicki

You know I get red like Cafe

Got an uncle at a murder in

All he do is play BIG the last days

Let it fly like Maino

Little nigga I make you drink draino.

I got guns like Cory

Godson like Fred but that’s another story

Cocaine city like Frenchy

Polo head like Vado

Hell like Rell wavy like big Biggavel

Back on the ave when i used to move bottles

Anything to keep them light on

Do stretch coming back just like Mysonne

If I know you I never heard you before

Some like Mook I'll murda you

(Chorus x2)

I ride get high the NYC

The illest competition the fliest collegues

I was born here so why would I leave

The Mecca of rap birth to God MCs

I feel like Frank White, Nas, Jay-Z, .. , Ghostface

Whole Wu Tang Black Rob better then old Mase

.. Mobb Deep too, whatever whatever when I see you

Fabulous like Loso like Ortiz yell 'Yaowa' when you see po-po

What up now Y.O to buck town

I get it in like my niggas that's on ..down

I got it in when McGruff was running uptown

Big L light a big 'L'

Life's style's mob style know what the kids sell

Metal might part your chest, from the ghetto where Sheek and Jada darkman X

Still conscience like .. And Mos Def

I'm Fuji no movie run the city like Diddy and I'm fly go ask groovy

(Chorus x2)

I ride get high the NYC

The illest competition the fliest collegues

I was born here so why would I leave

The Mecca of rap birth to God MCs

Thanks to feel

Thanks to Rey F. for correcting these lyrics

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