New York

[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