Can't Make It in NY (Explicit)-Black Rob

Can't Make It in NY (Explicit)

歌手:Black Rob

时间:2011-07-26

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Can't make it in New York

Feel my feel for you

Stop playing if the game's too real for you

still for you hit the streets and make a mill for you

Steal for you kill for you

Can't make it in New York

Feel my feel for you

Stop playing if the game's too real for you

still for you hit the streets and make a mill for you

Steal for you kill for you

I lost one of you in New York

Made money in New York

Lose shoulders and lost the grenades

For me in New York

Respect the haters love

For me in New York

And blood is thicker than water

For me in New York

I survived in New York

Saved lives in New York

Get your you could die in New York

Coming up watch dudes get money effortlessly

Think I'm doing them new whips paper game

s*x in large amounts

Take your life savings and charge account

3 card and mobsters and d**e fiends and and rusters

Nowadays we getting money so cautious

S–t was buck a while back and office

Do so god know pushing lamborghini and porsches

Rollers suckers for every minute we gonna get it

S***w the mayor governor the president us city

Guess we coming through window city

Ya all still do the do but I do it like Frank Matthews

Can't make it in New York feel my feel for you

Stop playing if the game's too real for you

still for you hit the streets and make a mill for you

Steal for you kill for you

I'm traveling downtown getting paper in 2 places

S–t the phantom put tips on shoelaces

Running new faces w**d and blow wherever you go

Black jacks kings and aces

Even in jail my time went fast cast the a-s

About hitting me with the

Talk's a living on

Dudes came home f**ked up came up work construction

Whatever talent you got you can't apply that with New York

Whatever you selling they gonna buy it

I can't deny it the is a

them pimping chicks the trick is a trick

gonna bring home paper to eat with

One learned how to do it sit back and pip s–t

I was a student before I became a teacher

preacher snickers

Can't make it in New York feel my feel for you

Stop playing if the game's too real for you

still for you hit the streets and make a mill for you

Steal for you kill for you

Can't make it in New York feel my feel for you

Stop playing if the game's too real for you

still for you hit the streets and make a mill for you

Steal for you kill for you

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