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Lyrics for King Of NY by Fat Joe:
| | | Artist: | Fat Joe |
| | Album: | Jealous Ones Still Envy | | Track: | King Of NY | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 122 | | | | Lyrics: | feat. Buju Banton)
[Saya]
An' bamba clad boy feel dem bobbin try an' test
now!
Is that? Cut off dem blood-clot nigga don't give a fuck!
Watta feel like? Don't know
how to kill?
[Khalid] Uh-uh.. Saya, Saya!!
[Saya] What is it Khalid, what is
it?
[Khalid] The original King of New York has returned
The King of New York, the Don
Cartagena
Joe Crack, Terror Squad leader!
(Whoo.. whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo,
whoo!!)
[Fat Joe]
The fuck?! What?!
Yeah, mind on my money; money on my
mind
Nigga mind on my money; money on my mind
Aiyyo, who can test I, the true King
of N.Y.
Well ever since Big Boy died from Bed-Stuy
I've been, controllin the street,
holdin the heat
Shit I only want what's stolen from me (Nah you ain't fuckin wit
us)
Rollin with me, could only get you fast cars and
Fuck mad bitches and, dine amongst
the stars,
but we gettin mad chave in the life we live
MTV's comin over just to feel my
"Crib"
Man fuck them other kids! That's how I feel
I thought I said it all in "He's Not
Real"
But you beggin me to kill, must want ya brain spilled
I tryna keep cool but it's
hard to tame still
Shit's still real man you never shoulda bought it
Must feel ill to see
your boss get extorted
Specialize in audits and makin hot tapes
This rap shit don't cut it
then it's back to flippin weight
Man I'm feelin great (Whoo!) Pushin mad units
Hustlin is
the key to success but could you do it
I been layin it down, the spray and the town
It's
about time the rightful owner claimed his crown
[Chorus: Buju Banton + Fat
Joe]
[BB] Who the fuck you know be fuckin with this?!
As Big Pun's knowin you'll be givin
a shit!
[FJ] Not a damn soul! I let you know from the get go!
Wanna war with the Squad,
walk through the threshold!
[BB] Who the fuck you know be fuckin with this?!
As Big Pun's
knowin you'll be givin a shit!
[FJ] Not any squad or clique can squab with this!
Shit I'm
O.G. nigga y'all know how this is!
[Fat Joe]
Hey yo, it's all over, I want a piece
of the pie
Nigga hand it over or all your seeds gon' die
And it don't take much for me to
kidnap a DJ
Or clap at ya truck while you ridin through the freeway
Shit is mad ea-say to
wet you up
Betta, watch yo' bitch and who's dick she sucked
She gon', set you up, I been
to the crib
I don't know why you surprised bitches love the kid
I'm more realer than the
way you act
A born killer quick to wave the mack
And all you niggaz gotta face the
fact
I pop shit cuz you can't stop me
More rich cuz they can't rob me
I plant clips
at ya fam's lobby
Joe the Don and you been warned
But niggaz never wanna listen till they
kin's gone
Now you wanna get it on cuz ya dollars stack
Now how you plan to holla back
with a hollow back?
Joey Crack and I be the truth
Don't believe that's the streets till
proof
Ask the deez how my Eagle blew
Betchu sayin, "Damn, what we did to
duke?!"
Better gather them young'ns and hope you make it through
[Chorus
2x]
The Don is the King of New York..
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