Angie Martinez - New York, New York
Tekst :
(Clue:)
DJ Clue
Desert Storm
Angie Martinez
Prodigy
Live from New York
Nigga
(Angie:)
Uh
Uh
Yo-yo, uh, 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 f***ers
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 as* b****
When I need to be
But I m cool as sh*t
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 and Clue:)
New York, New York
The city, the buildings
The big rotten apple,
Old timers and children
New York, New York
We trendsetters
We gave birth to rap music
Y all niggaz know better
We New York, New York
The latest fashion, listen
We get our jewels
From the Diamond District
Out in New York, New York
The brave, the great
The Eastside nigga,
The Empire State
(Prodigy:)
Nigga we gangsta,
We dress to kill
We on some real live Mobb sh*t,
Pullin up in trucks flossin
The bosses, we scare
Em straight, it s not a game
How we bully sh*t,
You f*** 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 sh*t burn
We make heads turn
When we step in
You starin at my piece swingin,
It might hypnotiz eyou
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 sh*t
That make you look stupid
Me and Angie, got the hottest sh*t
Movin on the block right now
Y all b****es bow down, to
Repeat 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 f***
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 b****es 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
Repeat 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 
