Lyrics Stay Alive In NYC - Memphis Bleek

Stay Alive In NYC

Yeah, yeah, street life
Gutter shit, for real y’all
Soldier life nigga, get it right
New York City
Where I’m from, live or die
Marcy, do what you do
Check it out now
Yo I’m here to put my thing down
Set up shot with cocaine now
Pick off niggas who ain’t down
I’m in the game now
Brought a couple of cats from the way down
Who know how to slang thows
And grimmy niggas who aim wild
Who juss want to rep
And wet niggas who think foul
Ran into Jay while I’m clappin this math
This crab show me some slab
Now I’m tryna get back
We played the outskirts
Nigga smoother then my shirt
Spit a couple of words, a pound, then he merked
Shit he left skid marks
I let the clip spark
When off in the hood
Played the bench till its dark
I’m confined to the drug game
A thin line between love and hate
Some niggas I love to hate
I thought my connect respect me
This nigga got bad work and sent some haters wet me
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soldier
Check it
Yo, I’ma soldier to the heart
Through my bloodline
One way to catch a crab is always on his front time
I keep a chicken on a bench flippin'
Grippin', I smoke weed but this shit got a nigga slippin'
A herb seed burn me, drop the L
Spot it through my peripheral
This nigga tryna murder me
Shorty wop jumped in front of me
Caught one, blaze back empty empty the roots
Through the bitch niggas, take that
Niggas killed my down bitch
Bust around bitch
I don’t know who clapped
So I don’t hang around
Shit, lame beat me on the ounce of raw
Dominican nigga
Look, innocent nigga
Fuck it I’ma finish this nigga
Back the coop out the lot
Cock one in the drop
Put the burner in the dash fee dipped in black
Got Bleek on alert
For the cat who beat me on the stack
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soldier
Yo, yo
Slow money, broke niggas, no weed
One gun, and my down bitch gone
Got a nigga on the run
Strip hot
Niggas came through, bang shots
Have me sleeping in my wheels
To the real get got
Now I play the cut
On some nigga what shit
Flip fo-in-dicals
For real now who wants it
Two blocks from the Jay’s this nigga lay
He pump trays
Tryna to get the Memph man put away
His next option
Pack up get out of dodge
When he caught I’ma let the fifth give his face a massage
Too much 'dro got my eyes low
On the creep triple black down
'Cause I’ma cripple that clown
Spotted him by WoodHall
Niggas seen the V took off
Like he ran track or he played football
Hot day and everybody outside
I’ma catch him on that block
Where the hot whips ride
Ride slow this nigga out burning trees
With a bad bitch, I’ma put his brain on her sleeve
It’s already cocked
I move slow up the block
Jumped out, made him tongue kiss the Glock
I squeeze two, and niggas seen this nigga drop
Code of the street, it’s forever stay hot
Motherfucker
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you gots to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you gots to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you gots to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you gots to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you gots to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you gots to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you gots to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you gots to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York City