A The Lyrics

Music Lyrics
Browse: 0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Custom Search
Main Menu
Home
Top Lyrics
Newest Lyrics
Download Ringtones
Contact
RSS Feeds
Submit Lyrics
 
Members Area
Remember me
Forgot password
Sign Up




Music Lyrics » t » Team In York City Lyrics - A The Lyrics

You are looking for:
"Team In York City - A The Lyrics"


Closest match: Camron - Welcome To New York City Lyrics



[Cam'Ron] Just Blaze, man. You owe me nigga
[Jay-Z] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Welcome to the Empire State.
Home of the World Trade. Birthplace of Michael Jordan.
Home of Biggie Smalls. Roc-A-Fella headquaters.
Ladies and gentlemen, Killa Cam, Young Hov is definitely in the building
Brooklyn, Harlem World
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Stand the fuck up!

[Jay-Z]
I'm a B.K. brawler
Marcy projects hallway loiterer
Pure coke copper, get your order up
I bring em to Baltimore in the floor to splore
It's gonna cost you more if I gotta get em to Florida
Rugged game attender
With the bent pole on the sidewalk with the tin plates on the fender
I ain't hard to find you catch me frontin center
At the Knick game, big chain and all my splender
Match the spike and the pen left to write
I own Madison Square, catch me at the fight
But damn once again if you pan left at the ice
If you the man that write checks with the hand that don't write
I go off the head when I'm rambling on the mic
And I go off the feds when I'm srambling at night
And if its off the set I brought hammers to the fight
But we from New York City, right Cam?
([Cam:] Ya damn right)

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
It's the home of 9-11, the place of the lost towers
We still banging, we never lost power, tell em
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City
Y'all fuckin with BK's banger and Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger theres nothing left to shape up
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City

[Cam'Ron]
Yo, theres a war going on outside no man is safe from
It don't matter if you three feet or eight-one
You'll get eight from me, nine and straight blown
Wig split, melon cracked, all that on day one
Carry eight guns, two in the trunk
Two in the waist, two in the ankle, two to just spank you
You can jam with them jammers, blam with them blammers
It's hot here, ask Mase he ran to Atlanta
You think we know what life do, make wanna mold the cycle
Drinkers they so delightful, blinging with so much ice
In front of sparks, body cops Dilano
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's la costra nostra, someone close approach ya
They'll toast ya gopher, bread loaf with shofer
Old coke they raise up and snort, blayze up ya fort
Jay puff shine, cases was caught
Midnight pick fights, they love a victim
Watch him fore he watch you, Killa

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
It's the home of 9-11, the place of the lost towers
We still banging, we never lost power, tell em
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City
Y'all fuckin with BK's banger and Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger theres nothing left to shape up
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City

[Cam'Ron]
I'm from 101, west to Hunt 40th, this shit is live
Fifth-floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, you from two-one
Thats on Lennox, 7th ave was news one

[Jay-Z]
Coverage I synethestry
Got rise from defending me
Cause New York'll miss me if I'm locked in the penitentary
The judge said "Is this that thug, from the kit kat club?"
But I got enough chips stacked up to make a bitch to pack up

[Cam'Ron]
Killa, I pinch that button, I grip that snub to hit that thug
Lay up in a pitch black tug,
You lookin at rich black thugs to get that love
And we won't stop til I get back blood
Holla at em Hov

[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
Thats why the Johnny gun I'm holding
Wet niggas up like the johnny-pump is open
Homie, I play hard

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
It's the home of 9-11, the place of the lost towers
We still banging, we never lost power, tell em
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City
Y'all fuckin with BK's banger and Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger theres nothing left to shape up
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City

[Cam'Ron]
Yall niggas man, yall can't fuck around man
It's the ROC bitch, Killa, my nigga Jigga, Sigel, Beans
Diplomats man, holla, Dash
Get the fuck off our dicks
I own this shit right now man, I ain't going nowhere

Welcome to New York City!
Cam'ron Welcome To New York City


Send Welcome To New York City Ringtone to your Cell  Send "Welcome To New York City" Ringtone to your Cell  Send Welcome To New York City Ringtone to your Cell

Bookmark A The lyrics by Team In York City
Share |


Hotlink for forums
Websites & Blogs
Direct link - Email & IM
Latest lyrics from Team In York City: You may also like these song lyrics:
Fairytale Lyrics
You Gotta Love It Lyrics
Why They Lyrics
Why No Lyrics
White Girls Lyrics
Whatever Lyrics
What I Gotta Live For Lyrics
Wet Wipes Lyrics
Weekend Love Lyrics
We Make Change' Lyrics


We tried to make Team In York City - A The Lyrics accurate, but if you find any mistake in A The Lyrics please use the submit lyric link from the left menu to submit the right version. You can also submit Team In York City Lyrics that are not currently present in our site using the same link. We appreciate that.

Video
Embed Video
Welcome To New York City Lyrics Widget
Embed Widget
Copy and paste the embed code in your site or blog.
[Lyrics Time]
All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
©2004-2011 elyricsworld.com

Lyrics