New York New York(feat Dj Clue And Prodigy Lyrics

New York New York(feat Dj Clue And Prodigy lyrics

[Clue] 

 DJ Clue.. Desert Storm.. Angie Martinez.. Prodigy.. 

 Live from New York nigga.. 

 

 [Angie] 

 Uhh.. uhh.. yo-yo, uhh, yo 

 They say it ain't where you from that it's where you at 

 But where I'm from, y'all can tell, don't matter where I'm at 

 Born and bred in the streets of New York, New York 

 It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk 

 I travel abroad by the Concorde, with a Clue tape (Clue!) 

 Stop in Sicily and tell 'em they pizza fake 

 And I keep the faith in the Knicks, them fuckers 

 And I'm quick to get slick with the lip and word to mother 

 love a dude with a doo-rag, from where we suffer 

 from growin up too fast, I'm a rude ass bitch when I need to be 

 But I'm cool as shit if you real with me, you feelin me? 

 I never sleep like my city when it's time to get this money 

 Got game, spot game, so don't act funny (hah hah) 

 We the block, we the ave, we the Bronx, we Manhattan 

 From Staten, to Long Island, we make it happen, out in 

 

 [Chorus: Prodigy + Clue {ad libs}]

 NEW YORK, NEW YORK 

 [P] The city, the buildings 

 [P] The big rotten apple, old timers and children 

 NEW YORK, NEW YORK 

 [P] We trendsetters 

 [P] We gave birth to rap music, y'all niggaz know better 

 We NEW YORK, NEW YORK 

 [P] The latest fashion, listen 

 [P] We get our jewels from the Diamond District 

 Out in NEW YORK, NEW YORK 

 [P] The brave, the great 

 [P] The Eastside nigga, the Empire State 

 

 [Prodigy] 

 Nigga we gangsta, we dress to kill 

 We on some real live Mobb shit, pullin up in trucks flossin 

 The bosses, we scare 'em straight, it's not a game 

 how we bully shit, you fuck around and get your food ate boy 

 My razor make your face ke-loid 

 Then I throw my drink at you (woo!) just to make that shit burn 

 We make heads turn when we step in 

 You starin at my piece swingin, it might hypnotize you 

 Dunn, we never had to tuck our chains 

 Marquis diamonds all up in your face 

 We the hood, we the projects, we Brooklyn, we Queens 

 In the streets, our music is murder, ya heard me? 

 It's P (yeah) loud and clear, it ain't fair 

 how I keep droppin that shit that make you look stupid 

 Me and Angie, got the hottest shit movin on the block right now 

 Y'all bitches bow down, to.. 

 

 [Chorus] 

 

 [Prodigy] 

 Yo, we don't negotiate, we move on impulse 

 You try to insult me and my associates 

 So that note, we let the guns speak on our behalf 

 We got dough to keep dirt up off our hands 

 C'mon, we the M-O-B-B nigga 

 We the Mobb, who the fuck did you think it was? 

 Step aside youngbloods when you see New York niggaz come through 

 Silent murder, that's how we do 

 

 [Angie] 

 Out in NEW YORK, NEW YORK - where they tend to wild out 

 Who am I? Everything bitches pretend to be about 

 Angie, yeah baby, you thought it was me 

 Notoriously, N.Y.C. and y'all can see 

 I'ma be that chick you remember for life 

 I got, niggaz sick tryin to make me they wife 

 I'm in the 5 overdrive as I glide across the bridge 

 Rockin my sunglasses, signin pictures for the kids 

 I demolish from Tribeca to Hollis 

 +Sky's the Limit+ like Chris Wallace - you can't stop it 

 Comin through respect due cause I'm the people's choice 

 Stop actin new yo, cause you know I'm the voice of 

 

 [Chorus] 

 

 [Clue] 

 Big shout to Queens, Brooklawn.. 

 Uptown, the B.X., L.I., Shaolin, Y.O. 

 Nigga! 

 

 Desert Storm, Roc-A-Fella, it's William nigga.. Holla! 

 Hev. E Components nigga, we built like that!