New York

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New York

Artist: Ja Rule

Album: R.U.L.E

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(Ja Rule)

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, N**** I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (you talk)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, N**** I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (you talk)
(And I know)

Yall n****z is p****, poonani, (Vag*na)
Your (Monologue's) getting tired, now it's time to ride
You're print distrified, you're no longer desired
So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire
I'm on fire, holly dipped in octane
Let east coast bang, let west coast bang
And Rule gonna bring the ghetto gospel
To every 'hood possible, pushin through in the sky blue
Back with the gods you now, preferably the 4 pound
Slugs flyin' at the speed of sound

Tryin' to catch the ears of n****z that's runnin' their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn n****z to run in your house
I don't really understand what the runnin's about
But we're hunters, we take pride in airin our prey out
Leavin' 'em layed out, dead, in just a sport
'cause we ain't playin' up here in New York

(Fat Jo)

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, N**** I'm
From New York (New York)
And you can tell the way the homie spit, That n****, I'm
From New York (bx bx)
I got a hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New York (New York)
And you can tell I get real ignorant, 'cause n****, I'm from New York (New York)
(And this is how we do)

N**** I can see the coke in your nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe
And I was just about to find god
But now that Mase is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage

And everybody talkin' crazy how they're AK spit
But we know this investigatin, and they ain't spray shit
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry shook like
"Naw n****, Joe gonna let 'em loose on me"
True Story, I'm bringin' the T back
Even Roy Jones was forced to (Lean Back)
My n**** Dre said grind cook
Now we killin' them Howard n****z, who said I must of found Pun's rhyme book

Got b****** on top of the Phantom
And the pinky got bling, like the ring around Saturn
Cook coke, crack, n****z fiend for that
And you already know the x is where the team be at

(Jadakiss)

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, N**** I'm from New York (New York)
(Ruff Ryde), and (D-Blockin') and shit, N**** f**k what you thought (you thought)
And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short (too short)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, N**** I'm from New York
(Aha, and this is how we do)

I swear it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a b****
Depending on how you treat her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get missed
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light their spliffs
And that coke will get you a long time
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online

Wise has awoken and you know they say that you deserved it whenever
You die with your eyes open I still hold a title, because I'm in the
Hood like them low motorcycles
Stick up kids, hoppin out with them old rifles
Just doin shit for nothin' it's so spiteful
Ha I'm just like you

Word that n****z wanna murk you is in the air
A double shot of yak 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 (Aha)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, N**** I'm from New York (New York)
And you can tell the way the homies spit that n**** I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if u talk (Aha)
And this is how we do.


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Last Updated: April 14, 2009 at 10:01 am
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