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Wamarekani lile jiji la New York waliamua aisee!
Wamarekani lile jiji la New York waliamua aisee!
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DA HUSTLA
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Unaijua Kinshasa? Utailinganisha na hii Dar yenu ambayo imejaaa slamus?
Jigga kwenye mistari na mrembo keys kwenye kiitikio
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Empire State Of Mind
Yeah
Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, hola, my Dominicanos (dímelo)
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down 8th St, off-white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say what up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five
Nigga, I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee (come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (yeah) (okay)
Now you're in New York (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new (new)
Big lights will inspire you (come on) (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (you're welcome, OG) (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh) (I made you hot, nigga)
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to act
Eight million stories, out there in the naked
City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Special Ed, "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade (come on, come on, come on)
Long live the king, yo, I'm from the Empire State that's
In New York (ayy) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (that boy good) (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
(Welcome to the bright lights, baby)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
Lined with casualties, who sip the life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple, Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
Into the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
"Hail Mary" to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
Came here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' like a champion (come on, come on, come on)
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien
In New York (ayy, oh) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
One hand in the air for the big city (uh)
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty (uh)
No place in the world that could compare (nah)
Put your lighters in the air everybody say
"Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on, come on)
"Yeah, yeah" (I'm from New York)
In New York (uh, yeah) (ohh)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
New York-Ja Rule
New York
Uh
This is, this is, this is, this is, this is
Uh
This is, this is
I got a hundred guns, uh
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
I got a semi-automatic that spits
Next time if you talk, you talk
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
I got a semi-automatic that spits
Next time if you talk, you talk
And I know
Y'all niggas is pussy, punani, vagina
Your monologue's getting tired, now it's time to ride
Apprentice, you fired, you're no longer desired
So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire
I'm on fire, Harley dipped in octane
Let East Coast bang, let West Coast bang
And Rule gon' bring the ghetto gospel
To every hood possible, pushing through in the sky blue
Back with the Gods, you now, preferably the four pound
Slugs flying at the speed of sound
Tryna catch the ears of niggas that's running their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn niggas to run in your house
I don't really understand what the running's about
But we're hunters, we take pride in airing our prey out
Leaving 'em laid out dead, and just a sport
'Cause we ain't playin' up here in New York
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
And you can tell the way that homie spit
That, nigga, I'm from New York, New York (BX, BX, nigga, uh)
I got a hundred ways to make a grip
Yes, I'm from New York, New York (yes, uh)
And you can tell I get real ignorant
'Cause, nigga, I'm from New York, New York
And this is how we do
Nigga, I can see the coke in your nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe
And I was just about to find God
But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a ménage
And everybody talkin' crazy how they're AK spit
But we done did some investigatin', and they ain't spray shit
Not me, I'm the truth, homie, got the industry shook like
"Nah, nigga, Joe gon' let 'em loose on me"
True story, I'm bringing the T back
Even Roy Jones was forced to lean back (lean back)
My nigga Dre said, "Grind, cook"
Now we killing 'em hard
Niggas sayin' I must've found Pun's rhyme book
Got bitches on top of the Phantom
And the pinky got bling like the ring around Saturn
Cook Coke Crack, niggas fiend for that
And you already know the X is where the team be at, uh
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York (yeah)
Ruff Rydin', D-Block and shit
Nigga, https://jamii.app/JFUserGuide what you thought, you thought
And you can't take shit for granted
'Cause life is too short, too short (yeah)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips (uh, yeah)
Nigga, I'm from New York
And this is how we do
Yo, I swear it couldn't be sweeter, life's a bitch
Dependin' on how you treat her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you gon' die, and you might get missed
For maybe two or three hours, 'til they light they spliffs
And that coke will get you a long time
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online
Wise has awoken, and you know they say that you deserved it
Whenever you die with your eyes open
I still hold the title, 'cause I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
Stick up kids hoppin' out with the old rifles
Just doing shit for nothin', it's so spiteful, ha, I'm just like you
Word that niggas wanna murk you is in the air
A double shot of 'gnac and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm confident
So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment
Ah-ha
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
And you can tell the way that homie spit
That, nigga, I'm from New York, New York
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
I got a semi-automatic that spits
Next time if you talk (ah-ha)
And this is how we do
Yeah
Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, hola, my Dominicanos (dímelo)
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down 8th St, off-white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say what up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five
Nigga, I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee (come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (yeah) (okay)
Now you're in New York (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new (new)
Big lights will inspire you (come on) (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (you're welcome, OG) (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh) (I made you hot, nigga)
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to act
Eight million stories, out there in the naked
City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Special Ed, "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade (come on, come on, come on)
Long live the king, yo, I'm from the Empire State that's
In New York (ayy) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (that boy good) (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
(Welcome to the bright lights, baby)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
Lined with casualties, who sip the life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple, Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
Into the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
"Hail Mary" to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
Came here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' like a champion (come on, come on, come on)
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien
In New York (ayy, oh) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
One hand in the air for the big city (uh)
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty (uh)
No place in the world that could compare (nah)
Put your lighters in the air everybody say
"Yeah, yeah" (come on, come on, come on)
"Yeah, yeah" (I'm from New York)
In New York (uh, yeah) (ohh)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you (okay)
Let's hear it for New York (uh)
New York (yeah), New York (uh)
New York-Ja Rule
New York
Uh
This is, this is, this is, this is, this is
Uh
This is, this is
I got a hundred guns, uh
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
I got a semi-automatic that spits
Next time if you talk, you talk
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
I got a semi-automatic that spits
Next time if you talk, you talk
And I know
Y'all niggas is pussy, punani, vagina
Your monologue's getting tired, now it's time to ride
Apprentice, you fired, you're no longer desired
So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire
I'm on fire, Harley dipped in octane
Let East Coast bang, let West Coast bang
And Rule gon' bring the ghetto gospel
To every hood possible, pushing through in the sky blue
Back with the Gods, you now, preferably the four pound
Slugs flying at the speed of sound
Tryna catch the ears of niggas that's running their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn niggas to run in your house
I don't really understand what the running's about
But we're hunters, we take pride in airing our prey out
Leaving 'em laid out dead, and just a sport
'Cause we ain't playin' up here in New York
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
And you can tell the way that homie spit
That, nigga, I'm from New York, New York (BX, BX, nigga, uh)
I got a hundred ways to make a grip
Yes, I'm from New York, New York (yes, uh)
And you can tell I get real ignorant
'Cause, nigga, I'm from New York, New York
And this is how we do
Nigga, I can see the coke in your nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe
And I was just about to find God
But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a ménage
And everybody talkin' crazy how they're AK spit
But we done did some investigatin', and they ain't spray shit
Not me, I'm the truth, homie, got the industry shook like
"Nah, nigga, Joe gon' let 'em loose on me"
True story, I'm bringing the T back
Even Roy Jones was forced to lean back (lean back)
My nigga Dre said, "Grind, cook"
Now we killing 'em hard
Niggas sayin' I must've found Pun's rhyme book
Got bitches on top of the Phantom
And the pinky got bling like the ring around Saturn
Cook Coke Crack, niggas fiend for that
And you already know the X is where the team be at, uh
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York (yeah)
Ruff Rydin', D-Block and shit
Nigga, https://jamii.app/JFUserGuide what you thought, you thought
And you can't take shit for granted
'Cause life is too short, too short (yeah)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips (uh, yeah)
Nigga, I'm from New York
And this is how we do
Yo, I swear it couldn't be sweeter, life's a bitch
Dependin' on how you treat her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you gon' die, and you might get missed
For maybe two or three hours, 'til they light they spliffs
And that coke will get you a long time
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online
Wise has awoken, and you know they say that you deserved it
Whenever you die with your eyes open
I still hold the title, 'cause I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
Stick up kids hoppin' out with the old rifles
Just doing shit for nothin', it's so spiteful, ha, I'm just like you
Word that niggas wanna murk you is in the air
A double shot of 'gnac and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm confident
So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment
Ah-ha
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
And you can tell the way that homie spit
That, nigga, I'm from New York, New York
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
I got a semi-automatic that spits
Next time if you talk (ah-ha)
And this is how we do
Joannah
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Kama Ile avatar ya NALIA NGWENA nayo khaaa😃😃inachomoa betri
Joannah
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Mbona mrefu sana ni wimbo au simulizi?
DA HUSTLA
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Duuuh!!
Kwa hiyo kuna uwezekano baada ya miaka kama 200 posta nayo inaweza kupotea kwenye ramani.
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last king of uscoch
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Basi mimi jiji la New York limenumalizia sna bando,IPO siku na mmi nitakanyaga JFKIA.
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Kitombile
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Bila kusahau Las Vegas.
mcTobby
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Ngoma ya jay z hii na bibiye Alicia keys [emoji3577][emoji3577][emoji108]... Anakwambia kama yeye (jay z) ameweza kufanikiwa kwenye Jiji hilo , basi anaweza kufanikiwa popote duniani
mcTobby
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Ukipata wasaha wakusoma hii riwaya unaweza kujua karibia Mitaa yote maarufu ya jiji Hilo[emoji1][emoji1].. I wish NAMI nikajionee Siku Moja
witnessj
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witnessj
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Hahahaha jf
witnessj
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Barveley hills? Like serious[emoji15]
witnessj
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Au Philadelphia na kengston kwa mahomeless alooh[emoji848]