Busta Rhymes - New York Shit | Текст песни

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[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
DJ Scratch you sick for this one

[Swizz Beatz]
WOO! Come on! New York we back!!! (Swizzy!!!)

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
If you from New York stand up right now!
If you from New York hands up right now!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!

[Swizz Beatz]
Yeah! Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
Hat to the back on my New York shit
(WOO! WOO!) Yeah, I'm on my New York shit (Oh!)
Tims with the shorts on my New York shit (Come on!)
I'm on my New York shit, ridin on the train on my New York shit
Burner in the club on my New York shit
Razor in my mouth on my New York shit (Ladies and Gentlemen!!!)

[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
Got the world followin the New York script
Hustle with Tims and hoodies on my New York flip
Rubberband stack money with my New York click
Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
I rep the Giants, the Jets, New York Knicks
Taylor made clothin with my New York stitch
My chick bangin don't you see my New York bitch
Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
You niggaz know we deserve the props we get
Ridin up in therange I'm in my New York whip
International chicks on my New York dick
Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
See how I kill it with my New York spit
Thanks to the boroughs now I'm New York rich
The way I flood 'rm thoro with my New York hits

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
If you from New York stand up right now!
If your from New York hands up right now!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
(Talk to 'em)

[Swizz Beatz]
Yeah! Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
Kid Capri on my New York shit (Come on!)
DJ Red Alert on my New York shit (Bounce!)
Funkmaster Flex on my New York shit (Shit!)
WOO! I'm on my New York shit
B.I.G. on my New York shit
(WOO!) Big Pun on my New York shit
Jam Master Jay on my New York shit

[Busta Rhymes]
BVD's and durags nigga
Stand on the corners, God build on five percent lessons
Got a nickel crack hand on hand niggaz
On a hustle rebellin, while the D's calculatin who sellin
Sell drugs right in front of the deli
Pancho know what we doin and while we bubblin our corner be brewin
Introduce you to the new walk nigga, and the new talk nigga
That's how we do when we in New York niggaz
Yeah! Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
Every hood love me for my New York skill
I got alot of money on that New York strip
Gully rock a scully with a New York fit
Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
Run up in The Tunnel catch a New York vick
O.D.B. reppin New York sick
Shit you want the truth take a New York trip

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
If you from New York stand up right now!
If your from New York hands up right now!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!

[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah! I think it's about time for y'all to give New York there shit back
Y'all know where the crown belong, y'all know we started this shit
You know we gave birth to all of this shit
Don't get it confused nigga, Flipmode bitch!!! Full Surface bitch!!!
To the family that helped me get rich since day one
Chri