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M O P New York Salute

Primetime (New York, New York) That's the place where the soldiers die (New York, New York) That's the ghetto nigga's feelings (New York, New York) That

Primetime (New York, New York) That's the place where the soldiers die (New York, New York) That's the ghetto nigga's feelings (New York, New York) That

that ass on out, like immigration Ways of Emancipation, proclamation Constitutional rights, the last generation Your facin', M.O.P., O.G.'s, flippin' this track with O

shit This how we gon' do, dead arm this man, knowhatimsayin? From the root to the fruit, twenty-one gun salute this shit Uptown, Downtown, New York, down

shipped that ass on out, like immigration Ways of Emancipation, Proclamation Constitutional rights, the LAST GENERATION Your facin, M.O.P., O.G.'s Flippin this track with O

would die and I ain't talking hair color I'm talkin about the reality with my mother's eye water The author with a papermate Spittin paperweights [El-P

that ass on out, like immigration Ways of Emancipation, Proclamation Constitutional rights, the LAST GENERATION Your facin, M.O.P., O.G.'s Flippin this track with O

! Stark edition, rock Christian's The crystalized rock got the big jury dealers on a mission Slick taste of lace, I done smacked New York City The four