| Noodle Town meet me down at Noodle Town
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| Dinner way past due we out to Noodle Town
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| Suckers move on down
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| All my hustlers move a pound do it now
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| Noodle Town meet me down at Noodle Town
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| Whoa not retired just cause I’m high, high off that load
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| That fire, stop drop and fucking roll Mo'
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| Still a pro though a lifer when it comes to lighting up that dro
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| High on the train thirteen thinking how my brain working
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| Paranoid cause a pair of boys lurking
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| Are you certain?
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| Do you hear a noise or its chirping
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| Not pigs squealing just birds perching
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| On a bench yelling waiting for their thirst to get quenched
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| And celebrating when they get mentioned
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| Hella wasted when he be venting
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| No sense in censoring what he mention
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| Talking shit his profession
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| Walking with all his henchmen
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| Leave a stench a teach a lesson
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| Big check deep depression
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| Deep neck she be repping
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| Move down the blocka
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| Knew that I gotta
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| No discussing nada nah
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| She live in Confucius Plaza
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| Did it my way ohh I did it my way
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| Around the world and back to sipping on some Andre
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| Did it my way ohh I did it my way
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| Around the world and back to the block where I stay
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| Chinatown swing thing
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| Trying to sell bling bling
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| Ride around thinking
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| Take on the world
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| I been down drinking
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| Down to my last Lincoln
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| Thinking flip it
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| Take a twirl
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| Take on the world
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| It’s a tragedy
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| Y’all climbing up of ladders b
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| I’m tightroping cross towers b
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| It had to be couldn’t settle
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| Had to be next level with that balance beam
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| Y’all say that I’m whyling but I’m styling on account of me
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| New York what my county be
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| Not a King not a Queen
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| But every borough to Euro motherfuckers get down with me
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| At The Apollo smoking pollen like its Holland, but it is cause it’s Harlem
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| Take on the
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| Burn a blunt rub the stump and we on it’s
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| 3,2,1 and he palming the mic like a spalding
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| Mike Jordan
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| He back downtown that same night he recording
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| Exploring every nook and cranny city got offer him
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| Alter him
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| Made him the man he is Oscar Ralphie Patty Pat
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| With a mouth piece that’ll rap
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| I been traveling but I’m back
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| To my Ahki and I ask for a chopped cheese
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| And he fast like hibachi with the batch
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| Chinatown swing thing
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| Trying to sell bling bling
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| Ride around thinking
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| Take on the world
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| I been down drinking
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| Down to my last Lincoln
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| Thinking flip it
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| Take a twirl
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| Take on the world
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| Blast back to Columbus Park
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| Drum circle come to spark
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| Get booked
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| Right across the street where you gonna sleep
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| Want it dark rather than bright lights
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| Call your name
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| I’ll be out right price in the deli hall of fame |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chinatown Swing , by - Wiki. Song from the album No Mountains In Manhattan, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп