Issue No 121 New York Lyrics


New York by Issue No. 121

New York
I wanna drink Satus
Remo the Hitmaker

Hook:
We so real because isolate, doing what we gotta do
We from New York, New York
We keep more from the streets yard
That's why so many so G, we from New York, New York

Yeah hot women in cold summers
Young killers with lost mollies
Diamond rings and chains on em
I came up dope given you God love us
When time hard, we grind hard
And the screams I lost kids I'm now one,
Look at the pretty bitch that drugs porters
Straight shots this beef and touch daughters
Look at the heavens I will be blessed me
One finger up doing for ST,
Still winnin', pretty women get knocked off
If I'm livin' they could never write New York off

Hook:
We so real because isolate, doing what we gotta do
We from New York, New York
We keep more from the streets yard
That's why so many so G, we from New York, New York

I was 19 on I 95 with the Ls
They said New York mix over twenties down south
We're gonna anybody stay open up south
Tryin to seat in New York, will you get it shot (can't do the head)
Or we can mob hard partner, free lunch inside real laughter
Ha ha, drug dealers inside free models,
Used to be and stay everybody follows
You want that New York town,
I got Gil G, f*ck with me, you know I got poppin,
got no more bricks left 'cause I cop it
took the work out of .. she put my profit

2 x Hook:
We so real because isolate, doing what we gotta do
We from New York, New York
We keep more from the streets yard
That's why so many so G, we from New York, New York

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