[Intro]
Yeah muthafuckers
It's the muthafuckin' Game
G-G-G-G-Unit
[Chorus]
I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips
Nigga I'm in New York, New York
Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips
Whenever I'm in New York, New York
I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm in New York, New York
Ride with a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips
Whenever I'm in New York, New York
[Verse 1]
Everybody wanna know why he got beef
'Cause in my dreams I talked to 'Pac and B.I.G
Got on the plane hopin' that the N-Y-C
It's me behind these bars like Chi-Ali
Niggas want me to D-I-E-, been there, done that
Woke up from a coma on 3 I.Vs
Eyes on the throne, somebody in my seat
Fiddlin' with rap like Miri Ben-Ari
I scoop up Swizz, drive thru' the Bronx
And get Jada on the phone, my next stop is Yonkers
After that its Harlem, (Why?) 'Cause im a certified gangsta
And Jim Jones' throwin a blood party
Red bandanas from 93rd to 115th and Lennox
It's the sequel to Menace, oh Lord, he done went O-Dog
Made 50's beef his and knocked 'em both off
[Chorus]
I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips
Nigga I'm in New York, New York
Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips
Whenever I'm in New York, New York
I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm in New York, New York
Ride with a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips
Whenever I'm in New York, New York
[Verse 2]
New Aftermath chain on, thats the bling
Stones yellow and black, he a Latin King
Mira me king ton, el jefe Simone
Translation, I get money off ringtones
King Blood, even though I used to sling drugs
When I see snoop he tell me "Keep doin your thing cuz"
I do it cause I love it, do it for the niggas that don't know the difference between Chuck Taylors and Chukkas
I'm a gangsta tell Remy Martin I wanna fuck her
Thats what I call a championship game at the Rucker
Ja want beef? change the subject
You ain't got no stars like the flag of the Dominican Republic
After Angie's show I was finna to get the bustin'
And catch a cab to a house and ask any nigga hustlin'
I ain't got to live in New York all my life
To know the A and D train go to Washington Heights
[Chorus]
I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips
Nigga I'm in New York, New York
Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips
Whenever I'm in New York, New York
I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm in New York, New York
Ride with a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips
Whenever I'm in New York, New York
[Verse 3]
Left the VMA awards, went back to the 'hood
Streets is talkin': Game got slapped by Suge
False, I was face to face with him
Media wanna criticize The Game like he had Ma$e with him
He a 'hood nigga that ain't ever try to snake niggas
Walk through the 5 boroughs never had jake with him
Bake it how u want, ain't no cupcake in him
Even Diddy know, I make the city glow
Never had an album, never had his own video
I was sellin' crack while Ja was watchin' 50 blow
White t-shirt, Converse and my dickies on
Signed with Dre recorded 150 songs
Now the fuckin' hip hop police hatin'
Tryin' to run me out of New York like Anthony Mason
Nigga I'll come and erase you
Only nigga from California that'll come for the tongue with a razor
[Chorus]
I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips
Nigga I'm in New York, New York
Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips
Whenever I'm in New York, New York
I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm in New York, New York
Ride with a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips
Whenever I'm in New York, New York
