New York
The Game feat. Fat Joe & Jadakiss Lyrics

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York (New York)
I come from a place where many people carry guns and ammunition

I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (you talk)
If you talk too much, I'll use my semi-automatic weapon on you

Why'all niggas is pussy, poonani, (Vagina)
You guys are acting like cowards

Your (Monologue's) getting tired, now it's time to ride
You've been talking too much and it's time to take action

You're print distrified, you're no longer desired
You've lost your respect and influence

So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire
Get rid of your flashy jewelry and go back to your old life

I'm on fire, holly dipped in octane
I'm on top of the world

Let east coast bang, let west coast bang
I'm allowing people from both coasts to represent their music

And Rule gonna bring the ghetto gospel
I'll spread the truth about the ghetto

To every hood possible, pushin' through in the sky blue
I'll travel to every neighborhood in my blue car

Back with the gods you now, preferably the 4 pound
I'm reunited with my crew, and we prefer to use 4-pound guns

Slugs flyin' at the speed of sound
We shoot bullets quickly

Tryin' to catch the ears of niggas that's runnin' their mouths
We're targeting people who talk too much

I might get my Brooklyn niggas to run in your house
I might send my crew from Brooklyn to attack you in your home

I don't really understand what the runnin's about
I don't know why people are scared and fleeing

But we're hunters, we take pride in airin' our prey out
We see ourselves as hunters and take pride in taking down our enemies

Leavin 'em laid out, dead, in just a sport
Killing people is just another game to us

Cause we ain't playin' up here in New York
We're serious and don't mess around in New York

Nigga I can see the coke in your nose
I can see that you're using cocaine

This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe
This isn't a movie, even famous people get killed

And I was just about to find god
I was considering turning my life around

But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage
But now that Ma$e is back, I'd rather focus on having sex with multiple women

And everybody talkin' crazy how they're AK spit
Everyone talks about using their AK-47s

But we know this investigatin', and they ain't spray shit
But the police are investigating and they haven't actually used their guns

Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry shook like
I'm the real deal and have the entire music industry worried

"Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em loose on me"
"Joe will let his crew attack me if I mess with him"

True Story, I'm bringin' the T back
It's true, I'm bringing the toughness back

Even Roy Jones was forced to (Lean Back)
Even famous people like Roy Jones Jr. had to dance to my music

My nigga Dre said grind cook
My friend Dre suggested we keep working hard to succeed

Now we killin' them Howard niggas, who said I must of found Pun's rhyme book
Now we're succeeding and even people from Howard University think I'm as talented as the late rapper Big Pun

Got bitches on top of the Phantom
I have women sitting on the roof of my expensive car

And the pinky got bling, like the ring around Saturn
My pinky ring is very expensive and shiny

Cook coke, crack, niggas fiend for that
I sell cocaine and crack, and people are addicted to it

And you already know the x is where the team be at
We're a team of drug dealers and the X is our meeting place

I swear it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a bitch
Life is bittersweet

Depending on how you treat her, you might get rich
You might become successful if you treat life well

It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get missed
You'll definitely die, but maybe people won't notice for a while

For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light their spliffs
For a couple of hours until people start smoking weed in your honor

And that coke will get you a long time
Using cocaine will get you in trouble and put you in prison for a long time

But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online
When I tell people that I'm selling drugs, everyone wants to buy it

Wise has awoken
I've become wise and enlightened

And you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with your eyes open
People say that if you die with your eyes open, you deserved it

I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
I'm still respected in my neighborhood because I'm always there

Stick up kids, hoppin' out with them old rifles
Young criminals still rob people at gunpoint with old weapons

Just doin' shit for nothin', it's so spiteful
People are committing crimes for no reason and out of spite

Ha I'm just like you
I'm not any different from these criminals

Word that niggas want to murk you is in the air
Rumors are spreading that people want to kill you

A double shot of yak and the purple is in the air
People are drinking and smoking weed

And I'm not cocky, I'm confident
I'm not arrogant, I'm just sure of myself

So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment
When people tell me I'm talented, I appreciate it