New York
Fat Joe/Ja Rule/Jadakiss Lyrics

Uh
Introduction to the song.

This is, this is, this is, this is, this is This is, this is
Emphasis on the following lines; introduction to the song.

I got a hundred guns, uh
I have many guns

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
I have many guns and ammunition.

Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
I am from New York City.

I got a semi-automatic that spits
I have a semi-automatic weapon that can shoot many rounds quickly.

Next time if you talk, you talk
If you are going to speak, make sure you are saying something worthwhile and valuable.

And I know
I am aware of the situation at hand.

Y'all niggas is pussy, punani, vagina
You are acting cowardly and not living up to expectations.

Your monologue's getting tired, now it's time to ride
You have been talking for too long, it's time to take action and do something.

Apprentice, you fired, you're no longer desired
You are no longer needed or wanted; you are fired.

So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire
Take off your jewelry and stop showing off; be humble.

I'm on fire, Harley dipped in octane
I am talented and successful; I am unstoppable.

Let East Coast bang, let West Coast bang
Let both sides of the country thrive and succeed.

And Rule gon' bring the ghetto gospel To every hood possible, pushing through in the sky blue
Ja Rule is going to spread the message of the streets to every neighborhood and make his way to the top.

Back with the Gods, you now, preferably the four pound Slugs flying at the speed of sound
Back to my roots with my crew ready to fight; bullets flying quickly.

Tryna catch the ears of niggas that's running their mouths I might get my Brooklyn niggas to run in your house
Trying to gain the attention of those who are talking and gossiping; I might send my Brooklyn crew to deal with them.

I don't really understand what the running's about But we're hunters, we take pride in airing our prey out
I don't know why people are running, but we are predators who are good at attacking and defeating our enemies.

Leaving 'em laid out dead, and just a sport 'Cause we ain't playin' up here in New York
Killing for us is just a game and we take it seriously; we are serious about what we do up here in New York.

And you can tell the way that homie spit That, nigga, I'm from New York, New York (BX, BX, nigga, uh)
Based on how well I rap, it's obvious that I am from New York City (in the Bronx).

I got a hundred ways to make a grip Yes, I'm from New York, New York (yes, uh)
I know many ways to make money and I am from New York City.

And you can tell I get real ignorant 'Cause, nigga, I'm from New York, New York
I can get crazy and reckless at times because I am from New York City.

And this is how we do
This is how we operate and succeed in New York City.

Nigga, I can see the coke in your nose
I can tell that you do drugs by looking at your nose.

This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe
This is not a movie; even important people can get killed.

And I was just about to find God But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a ménage
I was considering getting religious, but now that Ma$e is back, I would rather have a threesome with him.

And everybody talkin' crazy how they're AK spit But we done did some investigatin', and they ain't spray shit
People are claiming they are good with their weapons, but we have investigated and found out they are lying.

Not me, I'm the truth, homie, got the industry shook like "Nah, nigga, Joe gon' let 'em loose on me"
I am truthful and honest in this industry and people are scared of me.

True story, I'm bringing the T back Even Roy Jones was forced to lean back (lean back)
I am bringing back the 'Terror Squad' and even famous people like Roy Jones Jr. have to bow down to our power and influence (referring to Lean Back, a song by Terror Squad).

My nigga Dre said, "Grind, cook" Now we killing 'em hard Niggas sayin' I must've found Pun's rhyme book
My friend Dre told me to work hard and now we are succeeding and performing well; people think I am using the same rhymes as Big Pun (a fellow NYC rapper).

Got bitches on top of the Phantom And the pinky got bling like the ring around Saturn
I have women on top of my car and my expensive jewelry is shiny and noticeable.

Cook Coke Crack, niggas fiend for that And you already know the X is where the team be at, uh
I make and sell drugs; people crave them. And you know that the X (the streets) is where my team is.

Nigga, I'm from New York, New York (yeah) Ruff Rydin', D-Block and shit Nigga, fuck what you thought, you thought
I am from New York and part of Ruff Ryders and D-Block; don't sway from the facts.

And you can't take shit for granted 'Cause life is too short, too short (yeah)
You shouldn't take anything for granted because life is too short.

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips (uh, yeah) Nigga, I'm from New York
I have many guns and ammunition. I am from New York City.

Yo, I swear it couldn't be sweeter, life's a bitch Dependin' on how you treat her, you might get rich
Life is unpredictable and can be either good or bad depending on how you treat it. You have the chance to become wealthy.

It's guaranteed you gon' die, and you might get missed For maybe two or three hours, 'til they light they spliffs
Death is inevitable, but people may not realize you're gone for a few hours until they start smoking weed and relaxing.

And that coke will get you a long time But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online
Using or selling cocaine can lead to a long prison sentence, but when I inform everyone that the drugs are available, everybody jumps on it quickly like on AOL.

Wise has awoken, and you know they say that you deserved it Whenever you die with your eyes open
People believe that if you die with your eyes open, you must have deserved it and have experienced a painful death.

I still hold the title, 'cause I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles Stick up kids hoppin' out with the old rifles
I am still relevant and successful because I am present and influential in the hood like the small motorcycles. Young criminals are stealing and robbing with old weapons.

Just doing shit for nothin', it's so spiteful, ha, I'm just like you Word that niggas wanna murk you is in the air
People are doing bad things for no reason and out of revenge. I can relate to that. Rumors are flying around saying that people want to hurt you.

A double shot of 'gnac and the purple is in the air And I'm not cocky, I'm confident So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment
Drinks are flowing and people are having fun. I am not cocky, just confident. When people tell me I am the best, it's a compliment.

Ah-ha That, nigga, I'm from New York, New York Next time if you talk (ah-ha)
Confirming that I am from New York City. Warning people to think before they speak.