Dj Clue - New York, New York lyrics

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Dj Clue - New York, New York lyrics

[Clue] DJ Clue.. Desert Storm.. Angie Martinez.. Prodigy.. Live from New York, n***a.. [Angie] Uhh.. uhh.. yo-yo, uhh, yo They say it ain't where you from that it's where you at But where I'm from, y'all can tell Don't matter where I'm at Born and bred in the streets of New York, New York It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk I travel abroad by the Concorde, with a Clue tape (Clue!) Stop in Sicily and tell 'em they pizza fake And I keep the faith in the Knicks, them f**ers And I'm quick to get slick with the lip And word to mother Love a dude with a doo-rag from where we suffer From growing up too fast I'm a rude a** b**h when I need to be But I'm cool as sh** if you real with me, you feelin me? I never sleep like my city When it's time to get this money Got game, spot game So don't act funny (hah hah) We the block, we the ave We the Bronx, we Manhattan From Staten, to Long Island We make it happen, out in [Hook: Prodigy] + Clue {​ad libs}​ NEW YORK, NEW YORK [P] The city, the buildings [P] The big rotten apple, old timers and children NEW YORK, NEW YORK [P] We trendsetters [P] We gave birth to rap music, y'all n***as know better We NEW YORK, NEW YORK [P] The latest fashion, listen [P] We get our j**els from the Diamond District Out in NEW YORK, NEW YORK [P] The brave, the great [P] The Eastside n***a, the Empire State [Prodigy] n***a we gangsta, we dress to k** We on some real live Mobb sh**, pullin up in trucks flossing The bosses, we scare 'em straight, it's not a game How we bully sh**, you f** around and get your food ate boy My razor make your face ke-loid Then I throw my drink at you (woo!) just to make that sh** burn We make heads turn when we step in You starin at my piece swinging It might hypnotize you Dunn, we never had to tuck our chains Marquis diamonds all up in your face We the hood, we the projects, we Brooklyn, we Queens In the streets, our music is murder, ya heard me? It's P (yeah) loud and clear It ain't fair How I keep droppin that sh** that make you look stupid Me and Angie Got the hottest sh** movin on the block right now Y'all b**hes bow down, to.. [Hook] [Prodigy] Yo, we don't negotiate, we move on impulse You try to insult me and my a**ociates So that note, we let the guns speak on our behalf We got dough to keep dirt up off our hands C'mon, we the M-O-B-B n***a We the Mobb Who the f** did you think it was? Step aside youngbloods when you see New York n***as come through Silent murder, that's how we do [Angie] Out in NEW YORK, NEW YORK Where they tend to wild out Who am I? Everything b**hes pretend to be about Angie, yeah baby, you thought it was me Notoriously, N.Y.C And y'all can see I'ma be that chick you remember for life I got n***as sick trying to make me they wife I'm in the 5 overdrive as I glide across the bridge Rockin my sungla**es Signing pictures for the kids I demolish from Tribeca to Hollis +Sky's the Limit+ like Chris Wallace - you can't stop it Comin through respect due cause I'm the people's choice Stop actin new yo, cause you know I'm the voice of [Hook] [Clue] Big shout to Queens, Brooklawn.. Uptown, the B.X., L.I., Shaolin, Y.O n***a! Desert Storm, Roc-A-Fella, it's William n***a.. Holla! Hev. E Components n***a, we built like that!

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