Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New York Ryder Music, artist - Agallah. Album song You Already Know, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.08.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
New York Ryder Music |
Hmm |
New York Ryder Music |
Ride |
«Alright» |
Can’t believe it |
It’s Propane and Premo, he’s Scorsese, I’m Pacino |
He a Gang Starr legend, I’m a real OG though |
It’s that New York rider music they bump in the streets, yo |
My Brownsvillain niggas that be letting that heat go |
The streets know, and plus the police chief know |
It’s deep in New York, we be playing for keeps, yo |
Get caught slipping, yeah, we rock you to sleep, yo |
«Alright» |
My city’s a problem, straight Bronx, Brooklyn to Harlem |
Niggas try to maintain, they’re start 'em |
In Queens, they’re robbing, snatch their wallies out then stomp them |
So don’t come around here often |
From OT flossing, you get sent back in the coffin |
Staten Island, yeah, they’re known for extortion |
New Yorkers will kill you, young shotters quick to peel you |
If you ain’t gangster, we will reveal you |
Preem |
«Alright», «This is all real» |
This that New York rider music, that New York rider music |
«If you think this is the end, this is only the beginning |
It’s that New York rider music, playing for keeps |
«Alright», «This is all real» |
This that New York rider music, that New York rider music |
«If you think this is the end, this is only the beginning |
It’s that New York rider music, playing for keeps |
Yo |
My west coast homies, rep LA, from Watts to Compton |
In the Bay, you don’t want no problems |
Them dudes will solve 'em, my Detroit players, they mobbing |
In the Chi, they be calling me Jordan |
Going hard in Houston, OG’s in New Orleans |
Katrina survivors, those in coffins |
Y’all took some losses, New York, we done lost the towers |
But we ain’t lose hip-hop, it’s ours |
My New York riders, c’mon, it was born inside us |
That’s why my state is the livest |
Real niggas know that, every time we see a fitted and throwback |
Putting grills in your mouth, all that shit is all black |
Y’all know that, niggas want to be like Slick Rick |
You’re 'bout to get Vicked, so think quick |
New Yorkers will kill you, young shotters quick to peel you |
If you ain’t gangster, we will reveal you |
Preem |
«Alright», «This is all real» |
This that New York rider music, that New York rider music |
«If you think this is the end, this is only the beginning |
It’s that New York rider music, playing for keeps |