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• Artiste: Statik Selektah
• Titre: Big City Of Dreams
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Featuring Troy Ave, Push!, Meyhem Lauren & AG Da Coroner (Hook1) New York, New York, big city of dreams New York, New York, in the hood they love us New York, New York, big city of dreams New York, New York, New York is still the same (Hook2) New York, New York, big city of dreams New York, New York New York, New York, big city of dreams New York, New York, New York is still the same (Verse) The name’s Troy Ave, I’m about my words If niggas want Statik I Selekt my guns Got a ACB, that’s for burglar rum And the 38 steeds, that’s for murder rate I’m all over yall, I’ll take yo life But I’m giving up the role at a takers’ price I’ll shake the dice with my freedom and gangs Nightmare on fen street, I get the chills at night (movin them bricks) Chicks should low on the ground, further more I move out Only bullshittin probably so Biggie don’t make a sound (Shhh) that’s a moment of silence Loud pack, loud gats, it’ll go to violence Just another day in the hood, what the fuck I’m busy sellin yay in the hood, getting bucks No opy on em, fuck that, give me opy on em That little dumb fool, dope swag shit (Hook1) New York, New York, big city of dreams New York, New York, in the hood they love us New York, New York, big city of dreams New York, New York, New York is still the same (Verse) I ain’t have to write a nigga coke tales I came up off of crack rock and coke sales New York City, I’mma restore order ‘Cause most of these rap niggas is suckers in hot water Bunch of suckers in love, I put on the glove And pick up the snub and started shootin, fuck is enough There ain’t none, ‘cause most is lame niggas is faggots Bunch of my sons, I need to claim on taxes Since there been a war on drugs there been a war on me The pigs don’t want me bringing bacon home apparently I’m doin all the corners, Sendin all informers to the coroner Countin drug money as euphoria Started out selling nickels Just to get a fistful, now it’s 600 every fiscal Still distribute young like Def Jam And I steal and shoot hoops through yo chest man (Hook2) New York, New York, big city of dreams New York, New York New York, New York, big city of dreams New York, New York, New York is still the same (Verse) I’m the epitome of everything that the city is My team is official while you roam with them idiots Couple years back wasn’t taking it serious Got my mind right, now the buzzin is furious Attitude rude like a chick on her period Red leather jacket, Eddy Murphy delirious Big mills lookin at me, niggas is curious Don’t trust a soul, mama raised me to live with this Find a good wife, your little baby the prettiest The place where I’m from made me wanted to gridder this The hand we were dealt – it was one of the shittiest I’m ill with the words, nigga wun with the wittiest Fuck with me, you fail something that’s up like with me African spears hit you the Britney with clap with clap with me Stand in front of the court and bring shock to me, scrap with me Brought them Corleone contracts with me (Hook2) New York, New York, big city of dreams New York, New York New York, New York, big city of dreams New York, New York, New York is still the same (Verse) Yo, cocaine champions, killin their comparemanship Charismatic with my fabric, throwin like my hammer spit Fully auto, raw blow, watches from Tono Everything’s the same, that’s not a game, just now we tour though Double shine, overtime grind, we getting more dough So smack em in the face and choke em out to let a nigga know I put my fuckin hands around yo neck just like Figaro Hard body everything, bought the block a wedding ring I’m in love with this lifestyle, entice while fuck them I’m livin it right now, We might smile but ain’t shit comical, movin economical Royal to the name that’s in the mirror cause to honor you Stinkin crazy, bein on point, that’s what the drama do If I don’t hit yo face then I’mma touch something abdominal Nothing’s accidental, execute and playin wins ‘Cause everyday and Charlie get a new buck like tam tims The relevance