The Game New York, New York Lyrics
            (Demon Voice)
            New Jersey Devil
        
            (the game)
            Yeah m____fuckers
            It's the m____fuckin Game
            gu, gu,...gu,gu,gu,gu, G-Unit
        
            I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips
            n____ I'm in New York (New York)
            Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips,
            Whenever I'm in New York (New York)
            I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips n____, I'm in New York (New York)
            Ride wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips
            Whenever I'm in New York (New York)
        
            Everybody wanna know why he got beat
            'Cause in my dreams I talked to 'Pac and B.I.G.
            Got on the plane hopin that the NYC
            It's me behind these bars like Chi-Ali
            n____z want me to D-i-e
            Been there done that
            Woke up from a coma on 3 IV's
            Eyes on the thrown, somebody in my seat
            Fiddlin with rap like Miri Ben-ari
            I scoop up squares, drive thru the Bronx and get Jada on the phone
            My next stop is Yonkers
            After that its Harlem, why?
            'Cause im a certified gangsta
            And Jim Jones' throwin a Blood party
            Red bandanas from 93rd to 115th and Lennex
            It's the sequel to Menace
            Oh Lord he then went "Oh dog"
            Made 50's beef his and knocked 'em both off
        
            [Chorus]
        
            New aftermath chain on, master bling
            Stones yellow and black he a Latin King
            Mela mak king ton efala se mon
            translation: I get money off ringtones
            King Blood, even though I used to sling drugs when i see snoop he tell me "Keep doin your thing cuz"
            I do it because I love it
            Do it for the n____z that don't know the difference between 'Chuck Taylors' and chuckers
            I'm a gangsta tell Remi Martin I wanna f___ her
            Thats what I call a championship game out in ruckers
            Ja rule want beef, change the subject
            You ain't got no stars like the flag of the Dominican Republic
            After Angie's show I was fiendin to get a bus
            And catch a cab to Housten and ask any n____ hustlin
            I ain't got to live in New York all my life to know the A and D train go to Washington Heights
        
            [Chorus]
        
            Left the VMA awards, went back to the hood
            Streets is talkin, Game got slapped by suge
            False, I was face to face wit him
            Media wanna criticize the game
            Like he had Ma$e wit him
            He a hood n____ that ain't ever try to snake n____z
            Walk thru the 5 boroughs never had jake with him
            Bake it any way you want, ain't no cupcake in him
            Even Diddy know, I make the city glow
            Never had an album, never had his own video
            I was sellin crack while Ja was watchin 50 blow
            White tee shirt, converse and my d___ies on
            Signed wit Dre recorded 150 songs
            Now the f___in hip hop police hatin
            tryin to run me outta New York like Anthony Mason
            n____ I'll come and erase you
            Only n____ from california
            That'll come from the tongue wit a race
        
            [Chorus]
        
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