That New York - Fredro Starr

Yeah, this that New York

Know what I mean, word up

4 o’clock in the morning shit

Roll up, light up, uh

This that New York, front of the bodega

Where kids drink 40's and blunts with gold vega’s

Where niggas wear black mask like the lone ranger

Run in the store, like let me hold me the paper

This that New York, front of the bodega

Where kids drink 40's and blunts with gold vega’s

Where niggas wear black mask like the lone ranger

Run in the store, like let me hold me the paper

This that New York, New York, New York

This the city of dreams that could turn to nightmares

Can’t find one nigga that’ll fight fair

Everybody got a quick scheme to get rich

Flip bricks or trying to hit the pic six

Get a quick fix, all the fiends really want

IPads getting smoked in the Philly blunt

Me, I’m smokin' blunts at the sky bar

Columbus Circle at the high bar

«Hi y’all», black AP.

gat off safety

I’m so thugged out, look what rap made me

You don’t see, don’t say nothing

New York, New York, like nobody know nothing

It’s the code of the streets, I’m a Queens nigga

Late night I’m running in the lower east

This that New York, front of the bodega

Where kids drink 40's and blunts with gold vega’s

Where niggas wear black mask like the lone ranger

Run in the store, like let me hold me the paper

This that New York, front of the bodega

Where kids drink 40's and blunts with gold vega’s

Where niggas wear black mask like the lone ranger

Run in the store, like let me hold me the paper

This that New York

This where hip hop came from

Graffiti on the trains and they snatching your chain, son

Everybody pulling fast moves, blast crews, cash rules

Cause every bill is past due

If they ask you what time it is

It’s just stick up kids trying to set up

You know I know what time it is

You gotta have streets smarts to learn your lesson

Hennessy straight can burn your intestines

This for my G’s that burned in the essence

I’m in the GT burnin' down 7th

I doubled back, put money on jets

Came back, doubled up, put money on the nets

I took that, doubled up on some coke from up town

Took it back down to buck town

We open all night, all week

New York stand strong like the bull on Wall Street

This that New York, front of the bodega

Where kids drink 40's and blunts with gold vega’s

Where niggas wear black mask like the lone ranger

Run in the store, like let me hold me the paper

This that New York, front of the bodega

Where kids drink 40's and blunts with gold vega’s

Where niggas wear black mask like the lone ranger

Run in the store, like let me hold me the paper

This that New York

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That New York