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Turn the up, yeah

New york, New york, up LA
Wave hi to the Chi, let's get today
I heard them lil' niggas takin' life away
I heard a couple lil' got life today
Is it farrakhan, buddha, or today?
She on her knees so she know it's like to pray
She got religious so she doin' it a day
I strap up, no I ain't throwin' today
When you got money on yo head it's a to pay
And it get in the hood, put your ice away
They locked rick up and they ain't give him no bail
But a cracker shoot a whole up and it's "oh well"
Oh well, oh
Hang him with a flag in his cell
Let him sit there and rot his body turns to bones
Just remember who casted the first
New york, New york, mornin' LA
Say hi to the Chi, to the Bay
No hesitation like steph, it right in your face
Cause I'm a golden state warrior strapped a K
How's it land of the free, when we're trapped in a
Some just never make sense like magic and aids
shit just never make sense like bashin' the gays
Obama be in the city, it's traffic today
Niggas trappin' today just like in the day
We like roc-a-fella records, we yay
And that dirty sprite 2 shit slappin'
We got these niggas boxed in like cassius
And my feregammo where that ratchet stay
Cause the police killing too many blacks
I wake up in the morning like who pass away?
Who gon' blast today? who have to pray?"
New york, New
morning LA my nigga haze blew him and his wife away