New York New York Lyrics - Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks Intro- 

Hey... 

Eh yo ??Hash??... 

You did it again... 

Lloyd Banks Chorus- 

Don't talk tough talk unless you walk the walk 

we grimey we dirty we New York New York 

Let's ball around here they don't care about cord 

You take a pack and bring it back don't come up short 

'cause any day can be your day so don't play 

Yay got the Yay Fame got that Mufuckin AK 

You scared get the fuck out the way 

And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play 

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Lloyd Banks Verse- 

Yeah.. 

Now i can't play Sac's or pull a rabbit out a hat 

but i cock back and blow your bladder out your back 

take that, i show you lil' niggaz how to rap 

i'm crack, that snowy white powder on the track 

i told 50 i was gon' take it to the top 

get close and get popped like hot bacon out the pot 

and my goons are loony they'll strip you naked on the spot 

ain't nobody scared in South Jamaica but the cops 

and speakin' of cops, you bitches better stop squealin' 

and if i get knocked, i'll lay bread on your head by the million 

call up the Laden's have 'um Taliban the buildin' 

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Lloyd Banks Chorus- 

Don't talk tough talk unless you walk the walk 

we grimey we dirty we New York New York 

Let's ball around here they don't care about cord 

You take a pack and bring it back don't come up short 

'cause any day can be your day so don't play 

Yay got the Yay Fame got that Mufuckin AK 

You scared get the fuck out the way 

And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play 

Lloyd Banks Verse- 

Uh.. 

I roll up 'cause this a hold up, ain't nuttin' funny 

stop smilin', and be the reason at the crime palon 

don't complain, and die over a chain 

bang bang, gang green neighbourhood gang 

you know me, house slippers and baggy sweats 

i throw a bitch out the crib like Jazzy Jeff 

all the haters sidelinin' and they mad he next 

'cause i got the bunnies with the fatties yes 

i ride thumpin', talkin', fuck stuntin' 

it'd be repeated dumpin' if my finger push the button 

uh, just for bluffin', head for nuthin' 

you can buss him, it don't matter the vehicle's custom 

Lloyd Banks Chorus- 

Don't talk tough talk unless you walk the walk 

we grimey we dirty we New York New York 

Let's ball around here they don't care about cord 

You take a pack and bring it back don't come up short 

'cause any day can be your day so don't play 

Yay got the Yay Fame got that Mufuckin AK 

You scared get the fuck out the way 

And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play 

Tony Yayo Verse- 

Yo.. 

I'm from New York New York i'd die for the cheese 

i air your house out like a can of Febreeze 

at ease, ease up soldier, i pull up in a Rover 

click clack, your whole life over 

bakin' soda in your work, they gon' buy it, nope 

'cause them fiends gettin' tired of that diet coke 

i'm back baby, mad hyped like a crack baby 

ask Slim Shady, my crack game crazy, YEAH! 

Lloyd Banks Chorus- 

Don't talk tough talk unless you walk the walk 

we grimey we dirty we New York New York 

Let's ball around here they don't care about cord 

You take a pack and bring it back don't come up short 

'cause any day can be your day so don't play 

Yay got the Yay Fame got that Mufuckin AK 

You scared get the fuck out the way 

And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play 

G-G-G-G-G-G-G GOD DAYUUUMMM..!!!