Welcome to New York City
CAM'RON
Turn the motherfucking music up
Just blaze, man, you owe me nigga
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Welcome to the empire state
Home of the world trade, birthplace of Michael Jordan
Home of biggie smalls
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Rockerfella headquaters
Ladies and gentlemen, Killa Cam, Young Hov
Deff Le in the building
Brooklyn, Harlem world
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Stand the fuck up
I'm a BK brawler, Marcy project's hallway loiterer
Pure coke copper, get your order up
I bring 'em to Baltimore in the Ford Explorer
It's gonna cost you more if I gotta get 'em to Florida
Rucker game attender with the bent pole
On the sidewalk with the tin plates on the fender
I ain't hard to find you catch me frontin' center
At the knick game, big chain and all my splendor
Match the spike and the pen left to write
I own Madison Square, catch me at the fight
But damn once again if you pan left at the right
If you the man that write checks with the hand that don't write
I go off the head when I'm rambling on the mic
And I go off the feds when I'm srambling at night
And if it's off the set I brought hammers to the fight
But we from New York City, right cam? Ya damn right
It's the home of 9-11, the place of the lost towers
We still banging, we never lost power, tell em
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Y'all fuckin with BK's banger and Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger there's nothing left to shape up
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Yo, there's a war going on outside no man is safe from
It don't matter if you three feet or eight-one
You'll get eight from me, nine and straight blown
Wig split, melon cracked, all that on day one
Carry eight guns, two in the trunk
Two in the waist, two in the ankle, two to just spank you
You can jam with them jammers, blam with them blammers
It's hot here, Axe Mace, he ran to Atlanta
You think we know what life do, make wanna mold the cycle
Drinkers they so delightful, blinging with so much ice
In front of sparks, body cops dilano
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's La Costra Nostra, someone close to approach ya
They'll toast ya gopher, bread loaf ya chauffer
Old coke they raise up and snort, blaze up ya Ford
Jay puff shine, cases was caught, midnight pick fights, they love a victim
Watch him for he watch you, killa
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
It's the home of 9-11, the place of the lost towers
We still banging, we never lost power, tell em
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Y'all fuckin with BK's banger and Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger there's nothing left to shape up
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
I'm from 101, west to hunt 40th, this shit is live
Fifth -floor, 56, you know the zip, district 5
You're on 22nd, you from 2 to 1
That's on Lennox, 7th Ave was news one
Coverage I synethestry got rise from defending me
'Cause New York'll miss me if i'm locked in the penitentary
The judge said "Is this that thug, from the Kit Kat club?"
But I got enough chips stacked up to make a bitch to pack up
Killa, I pinch that button, I grip that snub to hit that thug
Lay up in a pitch black tug
You lookin at rich black thugs to get that love
And we won't stop 'til I get back blood holla at 'em hov
I'm from flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why the Johnny gun I'm holding
Wet niggas up like the Johnny Pump is open, homie, I play hard
It's the home of 9-11, the place of the lost towers
We still banging, we never lost power, tell 'em
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Y'all fuckin with BK's banger and Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger there's nothing left to shape up
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Y'all niggas man, y'all can't fuck around man
It's the rock bitch, killa, my nigga jigga, sigel, beans
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Diplomats man, holla, dash, get the fuck off our dicks
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
I own this shit right now man, I ain't going nowhere
Welcome to New York City
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