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Where do I
see what they wanna hear

Let me see I started at
Hood cats are part of it started at, no doubt
We hard to keep the shark's fear, yeah
For the go to war like a jar head, Hi-Tek

New York, New York, New York, New York, New
New York, New York, New York, New York, New
We gonna take you all on a little to New York City
With a first

Got a lot of heart, best part is I'm too
Hand skills, work, gun play whatever duke
Ecstacy, oxy, vicodin,
Ari, haze, diesel,

Juice, Lucy's, turbans, kufi's
Hand is petite the shotties is doofy
Tellin' in is not nice, lot of niggaz got
Everything is in my bank except cop dice

Harlems, Jordans, the hood afford them
So they bootleg them now everybody sport
Dorms, cells, packages,
Warrants, bails, every real now

Let me see I started at
Hood are part of where it started at
We hustle hard to keep the fear
For the score go to war like a jar

New York, New York, New York, New York, New
New York, New York, New York, New York, New
(Hi-Tek, Hi-Tek, Papoose)
With a first

All I got is my and my nuts, man, I got Brooklyn in my balls
So you could see bed-stuy if you lookin' in my
Always talkin' 'bout you ballin', look you ball
on the streets, niggaz ready to put you on the wall

You just a leg shooter, you aim gun low
I shoot my tek high I keep a like the producer
Pap ripped the Desi till that is empty
Man, I'll have buried in the cemetery

Go 'head get your fetti but you better Holmes
Messin' with me will get black buried a cell phone
Punks pay dues, not me I pay
it New York 'cause we keep reinventin'

Let me see where I at
Hood are part of where it started at
We hustle hard to the shark's fear
For the score go to war like a jar

New York, New York, New York, New York, New
New York, New York, New York, New York, New
With a first

Who the vocabulary? Shadow my adversary
Buss 'em like vocabulary, roaches and rats in every
When warmer but New York is used to that already
Manhattan built the where the blacks is buried

I take the Staten Ferry, I to Broadway
I talk to chicks along the way John Forte
to do this all day, burnin' in the project hallway
Discussin' in the court case

I rock the North cold like winter
I'm from Brooklyn like the and low life niggaz word
Fuck the talking, it's a New thing we aboard
But all things we all kings, what?

Let me see I started at
Hood cats are part of where it at
We hustle hard to the shark's fear
For the go to war like a jar head

New York, New York, New York, New York, New
New York, New York, New York, New York, New
(My nigga, my nigga, Tek, you did it again, nigga)
(Word up, I that)
With a first

Ayyo, yo, I rhyme for the broke niggaz rap when they feast
Who angry as hell, we yell from the
Wise up in New York, who lay for peace?
Crime action get you by the chief, no PC

Proud and have the hood stylin' good talent of us tellin'
wars, try to re-up, the law whylin'
Can't get no rest, the vest is on stress it
Schemin' on somethin' green, we eagles on the found it

While I take a trip back my little pack
Had to open no time for broads I was scopin' crack
like a newborn, barely profit beef pop off
We carry tommy guns and smoke and grab pockets

Pilgrimage life, real with no money and no white
I had this white girl who work for me pipe
by the sword, a hundred niggaz daily
Who get on board and kill for some proper live on acres board

Let me see where I at
Hood cats are part of where it at
We hustle hard to keep the sharks
For the score go to war like a jar

New York, New York, New York, New York, New