Jim Jones - NYC (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Jim Jones - NYC (en) Lyrics
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New York City, please go
easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy
on this heart of mine
'Cause I'm losin' my lover to (Crime
wave) the arms of another (Uh)
New York City (East side), please
go easy on (Heatmakerz) me
Crime and the murder rate, that
rose up (It's hot out)
Every time he got a bird and
the crack rose up (Free)
I don't jog in Central Park, don't
need mistaken identity (Capo)
Watch for the scammers because
they takin' identities
(Your pieces hittin'?)
There's eight million stories
on a daily basis (Facts)
Niggas chasin' dreams or catchin'
scary cases (Gotta lawyer up)
No more pitchin' to the fiends until
they clear the bases (Woo)
I knew niggas that was wired like
they wearin' braces (Check him)
Drug dealers and killers I was
on corners with (True)
Even played in the Garden like
I was on the Knicks (Swish)
But when I came through Harlem,
all type of foreign
shit (Serve 'em fast)
Top off, titties out, nigga, this
like a porno flick (Facts)
So I pray for 9/11 in
my 911 (Pray for us)
Couple niggas missed some
shots, it ain't my time in
Heaven (Missed, nigga)
No due respect but due
to these model hoes
I seen niggas lose they soul
and, damn, it gets swallowed
whole (Silly niggas)
Bitch, you a bottle girl and
keep my bottles cold
I came through drippin' all type of
designer clothes (Pray for us)
'Cause I'm losin' my lover to
the arms of another (Faults
and mishappens, nigga)
New York City (Bronx, New York),
please go easy (Capo) on me
Since fourteen, I was
wavin' that thing
Had nigga's doorbells, you called,
I let it ring (I let it ring)
Dominicanos uptown they
yellin', "Thot doe"
New York's Pablo, same lawyer as Chapo
Brand new ass and titties,
she can't wait
Soon as it get hot, call it
Thottiana day (Thottiana)
We got accountants to
watch the accounts
Coke flowin' out the fountains, pool
drippin' off the mountains
Got that new work, flood
the city with bricks
You call it a chandelier, that
Sue Cullen is on my wrist
I been runnin' it ever since,
these niggas is on E
I got 'em trappin' out
the Air BnB (Coca)
Small time niggas, we
are not those guys
Just copped the Ace of Spades,
nigga, Costco size
Influenced the hustlers
to go cop those pies
My co dead, I'm 'bout to rock on Live
'Cause I'm losin' my lover
to the arms of another
New York City please go
easy on me tonight
Tonight
New York City
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