love with new york city) (I can feel it callin in the air tonight, oh lord, oh lord) (I can feel it callin in the air tonight, oh lord) (I'm so in love with new york city
Traduction: Young Buck. New York City.
new york city) Never met Big L or Big Pun We only got big dreams where a nigga come from Even with the beef shit still look what I done (I'm so in love with new york city
food dish I do it for Clifornia, Texas, both the Carolina's to Florida New York, Nevada, Illinois, Georgia, my DC And Maryland niggaz yeah this is for ya Massachusettes out to New
how we put it down in New York That's how we get down [Chorus] Better watch how you talk Better watch where you walk On the streets of New York That'
right, right, right, right, right thurr? {CAN'T FORGET... 3-H! } [Buck:] Young Buck in this bitch right, right, right, right, right hurr? {HAHA! } [shot] [Young Buck
put them needles in they arm and let them penetrate Leaning sideways with my fitted straight With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute made
blood out, me and homie back to back Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between
blood out (me and homie) back to back (Both loaded workin) we about to pitch a (shut out) I'm New York's king, (I'm New York's hardest nigga) Anything
in, blood out, me and homie back to back Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything
