Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my
Yo, LA niggaz are the rowdy niggaz New Orleans niggaz is rowdy nigga D.C. niggaz is some rowdy niggaz New York Niggaz is the fucking wildest nigga Yo
wit North C. Papa 50 Cent, I'll break yo punk ass off propa' There's new place like home, New York - New York I run this city, I don't dance around like
thousand different ways That's how it is and that's how it goes The city with the 8 and six big O's New York, you know this is a crazy city, man Word
when they hear the jams (jams), they be on the dilsnick Now I'm not for the rock (rock), I know the territory Go ahead and try (try), that's a different
home.. With a heart that's heavy.. And with.. a will that's strong I'm a lonely soldier.. Many miles from home.. With a heart that's heavy.. And with.. a will that's
, come to rock it" Yo, from the first to the last of it, delivery is passionate The whole an' not the half of it, vocals an' not the math of it Projectile
is stored daily in my journal Or my diary, when speakin' on the black man, I gets fiery The record's in the record store, category's black war Best
one life to live It's on your head Just like my daughters That's my word Polka dot Connection Shine just apostle Yo, my whole body like a spoiler kid
this fuckin mic cord Fuck the sword, I quote my raps in billboard Suck my dick while I laugh like its funny And drive off while she yell "Where's my
The object of my satisfaction? But this solitude doesn't agree with anyone What's my name? Go, and be alone, and stop crying Well it's not any fun
diggy diggy diggy I rock New York City all years around and my name is known, all over the town y'all The people here love the way I run my game They
underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason *****z saying my name like Mike Jones The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason *****z saying my
is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my
Pele, flows even Bo knows My versatility capability can simply bruise you Y to the o-u-n-g, another G-to the u-n-s Let's back up, shortie, from the
Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets Wake up shiverin
the model's a 10, I ain't worried about the kid's ma' swallowin' them, Another victim to my matol again, You're fallin' off, and I will not follow a trend
do I tuck my chain in? Huh? Do I be in the hood with bodyguards? I thought not Now look what y?all made me do I was just good wit' my shiny suit I wasn