to me and BIG meet again, yeah Curry going, hit again Dreams your living in This what you coulda been Every city foot scene gets scrilla with 'em Kid shortchange the dealer
we fly Y'all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive And how real is that I remember signing my first deal and now I'm the second best I can deal
whips, bendin hot chicks Westside them niggas that ride for this shit You see me in a tunnel with my niggas on hit Fly to New York City, crack a Brooklyn
Everyday a star is born (Can you say New York City?) Clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em, hey Everyday a star is born (Can you say New York City?)
(Can you say New York City?) Everyday a star is born Clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em, hey (Can you say New York City?) Everyday a star is born
it, take it how it come A half a mil' in twenties like a billion where I'm from An arrogant drug dealer, the legend I've become CNN said I'll be dead
Every time that you came o Listen o Digit Purchase MP3 * Falling o Lyrics From the city
to act like Lauryn Hill Frankly, it's a rap, no bargain deals I drive a four wheel ride with foreign wheels Throw it up Baby it's Brick City, you heard
are you on the list? Stepford wives, who are we to complain? Investments and dealers, investments and dealers Cold wives and mistresses Cold wives and Sunday papers City
blow it out when I say let go; let's see if you can hold your breath, by the time I flip to the next flow This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'
now I gots ta let ya know When you seen betta be rollin' with tha big shot guns And we deep when we creep never sleepin' and we droppin' Dead bodies on
the beat, I'ma bout to pop a wheelie bitch, Really this, I came up with on some silly shit, Look how good it is, That show you who you dealing with,
you won't find it Rocking Louie and MC'ing Guess I'm closed (clothes) minded Obama suite, you one below, up in the Joe Biden I'm in your city just chillin
a rhythm Stay on the plan so you don't lose the vision Stay sizzling Peter Pan, I'm from a land hip like this From the city feelin' it, ya, breathin
a rhythm Stay on the plan so you don't lose the vision Stay sizzling Peter Pan I'm from a land hip like this From the city feeling it Ya breathing in
It's pain in my eyes but these East Saints blind you to look Binded between Carrying the flag for an area that drag, whoever tried to gravitate G told me it's a city
money in the ghetto Money in the ghetto ain't nothin new It's been like that, way before you Was even born, get up from the down stroke Chocolate City
