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King Ny – Fat Joe
[Saya]
An’ bamba clad boy feel dem bobbin try an’ test now!
Is that? Cut off dem blood-clot n_gga don’t give a f_ck!
Watta feel like? Don’t know how to kill?
[Khalid] Uh-uh.. Saya, Saya!!
[Saya] What is it Khalid, what is it?
[Khalid] The original King of New York has returned
The King of New York, the Don Cartagena
Joe Crack, Terror Squad leader!
(Whoo.. whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!!)
[Fat Joe]
The f_ck?! What?!
Yeah, mind on my money; money on my mind
N_gga mind on my money; money on my mind
Aiyyo, who can test I, the true King of N.Y.
Well ever since Big Boy died from Bed-Stuy
I’ve been, controllin the street, holdin the heat
Sh_t I only want what’s stolen from me (Nah you ain’t f_ckin wit us)
Rollin with me, could only get you fast cars and
F_ck mad b_tches and, dine amongst the stars,
but we gettin mad chave in the life we live
MTV’s comin over just to feel my “Crib”
Man f_ck them other kids! That’s how I feel
I thought I said it all in “He’s Not Real”
But you beggin me to kill, must want ya brain spilled
I tryna keep cool but it’s hard to tame still
Sh_t’s still real man you never shoulda bought it
Must feel ill to see your boss get extorted
Specialize in audits and makin hot tapes
This rap sh_t don’t cut it then it’s back to flippin weight
Man I’m feelin great (Whoo!) Pushin mad units
Hustlin is the key to success but could you do it
I been layin it down, the spray and the town
It’s about time the rightful owner claimed his crown
[Chorus: Buju Banton + Fat Joe]
[BB] Who the f_ck you know be f_ckin with this?!
As Big Pun’s knowin you’ll be givin a sh_t!
[FJ] Not a damn soul! I let you know from the get go!
Wanna war with the Squad, walk through the threshold!
[BB] Who the f_ck you know be f_ckin with this?!
As Big Pun’s knowin you’ll be givin a sh_t!
[FJ] Not any squad or clique can squab with this!
Sh_t I’m O.G. n_gga y’all know how this is!
[Fat Joe]
Hey yo, it’s all over, I want a piece of the pie
N_gga hand it over or all your seeds gon’ die
And it don’t take much for me to kidnap a DJ
Or clap at ya truck while you ridin through the freeway
Sh_t is mad ea-say to wet you up
Betta, watch yo’ b_tch and who’s d_ck she s_cked
She gon’, set you up, I been to the crib
I don’t know why you surprised b_tches love the kid
I’m more realer than the way you act
A born killer quick to wave the mack
And all you n_ggaz gotta face the fact
I pop sh_t cuz you can’t stop me
More rich cuz they can’t rob me
I plant clips at ya fam’s lobby
Joe the Don and you been warned
But n_ggaz never wanna listen till they kin’s gone
Now you wanna get it on cuz ya dollars stack
Now how you plan to holla back with a hollow back?
Joey Crack and I be the truth
Don’t believe that’s the streets till proof
Ask the deez how my Eagle blew
Betchu sayin, “Damn, what we did to duke?!”
Better gather them young’ns and hope you make it through
[Chorus] 2x
The Don is the King of New York..
The Don is the King of New York…
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King Ny – Fat Joe
[Saya]
An’ bamba clad boy feel dem bobbin try an’ test now!
Is that? Cut off dem blood-clot n_gga don’t give a f_ck!
Watta feel like? Don’t know how to kill?
[Khalid] Uh-uh.. Saya, Saya!!
[Saya] What is it Khalid, what is it?
[Khalid] The original King of New York has returned
The King of New York, the Don Cartagena
Joe Crack, Terror Squad leader!
(Whoo.. whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!!)
[Fat Joe]
The f_ck?! What?!
Yeah, mind on my money; money on my mind
N_gga mind on my money; money on my mind
Aiyyo, who can test I, the true King of N.Y.
Well ever since Big Boy died from Bed-Stuy
I’ve been, controllin the street, holdin the heat
Sh_t I only want what’s stolen from me (Nah you ain’t f_ckin wit us)
Rollin with me, could only get you fast cars and
F_ck mad b_tches and, dine amongst the stars,
but we gettin mad chave in the life we live
MTV’s comin over just to feel my “Crib”
Man f_ck them other kids! That’s how I feel
I thought I said it all in “He’s Not Real”
But you beggin me to kill, must want ya brain spilled
I tryna keep cool but it’s hard to tame still
Sh_t’s still real man you never shoulda bought it
Must feel ill to see your boss get extorted
Specialize in audits and makin hot tapes
This rap sh_t don’t cut it then it’s back to flippin weight
Man I’m feelin great (Whoo!) Pushin mad units
Hustlin is the key to success but could you do it
I been layin it down, the spray and the town
It’s about time the rightful owner claimed his crown
[Chorus: Buju Banton + Fat Joe]
[BB] Who the f_ck you know be f_ckin with this?!
As Big Pun’s knowin you’ll be givin a sh_t!
[FJ] Not a damn soul! I let you know from the get go!
Wanna war with the Squad, walk through the threshold!
[BB] Who the f_ck you know be f_ckin with this?!
As Big Pun’s knowin you’ll be givin a sh_t!
[FJ] Not any squad or clique can squab with this!
Sh_t I’m O.G. n_gga y’all know how this is!
[Fat Joe]
Hey yo, it’s all over, I want a piece of the pie
N_gga hand it over or all your seeds gon’ die
And it don’t take much for me to kidnap a DJ
Or clap at ya truck while you ridin through the freeway
Sh_t is mad ea-say to wet you up
Betta, watch yo’ b_tch and who’s d_ck she s_cked
She gon’, set you up, I been to the crib
I don’t know why you surprised b_tches love the kid
I’m more realer than the way you act
A born killer quick to wave the mack
And all you n_ggaz gotta face the fact
I pop sh_t cuz you can’t stop me
More rich cuz they can’t rob me
I plant clips at ya fam’s lobby
Joe the Don and you been warned
But n_ggaz never wanna listen till they kin’s gone
Now you wanna get it on cuz ya dollars stack
Now how you plan to holla back with a hollow back?
Joey Crack and I be the truth
Don’t believe that’s the streets till proof
Ask the deez how my Eagle blew
Betchu sayin, “Damn, what we did to duke?!”
Better gather them young’ns and hope you make it through
[Chorus] 2x
The Don is the King of New York..
The Don is the King of New York…
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