New York

i got a hundred guns,a hundred clips,nigga im from new york （new york）
i got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk （you talk）
i got a hundred guns,a hundred clips,nigga im from new york （new york）
i got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk （you talk）
（and i know）
verse 1-ja rule]
yall niggaz is pussy,poonani,（vagina）
your （monologues）getting tired,now its time to ride
youre print distrified,youre no longer desired
so take off them silly chains,put back on your wire
im on fire,holly dipped in octane
let east coast bang,let west coast bang
and rule gonna bring the ghetto gospel
to every hood possible,pushin through in the sky blue
back with the gods you now,preferably the 4pound
slugs flyin at the speed of sound
tryin to catch the ears of niggaz thats runnin their mouths
i might get my brooklyn niggaz to run in your house
i dont really understand what the runnins about
but were hunters,we take pride in airin our prey out
leavin em layed out,dead,in just a sport
cause we aint playin up here in new york
hook -fat joe]
i got a hundred guns,a hundred clips,nigga im from new york （new york）
and you can tell the way the homie spit,that nigga,im from new york （new york）
i got a hundred ways to make agrip,yes,im from new york （new york）
and you can tell i get real ignorant,cause nigga,im from new york （new york）
（and this is how we do）
verse 2-fat joe]
nigga i can see the coke in your nose
this aint a movie,even he got his head blown on the globe
and i was just about to find god
but now that ma$e is back,i think id much rather find a menage
and everybody talkin crazy how theyre ak spit
but we know this investigatin,and they aint spray shit
not me,im the truth homie ,got the industry shook like
'naw nigga,joe gonna let em loose on me'
true story,im bringin the t back
even roy jones was forced to （lean back）
my nigga dre said grind cook
now we killin them howard niggaz,who said i must of found puns rhyme book
got bitches on top of the phantom
and the pinky got bling,like the ring around saturn
cook coke,crack,niggaz fiend for that
and you already know the x is where the team be at
hook -jadakiss]
i got a hundred guns,a hundred clips,nigga im from new york （ new york）
（ruff ryde）,and （d-block）and shit,nigga **** what you thought （you thought）
and you cant take shit for granted,because life is too short （too short）
i got a hundred guns,a hundred clips,nigga im from new york
（aha,and this is how we do）
verse 3-jadakiss]
i swear it couldnt be sweeter,lifes a bitch
depending on how you treat her,you might get rich
its guaranteed you gonna die,you might get missed
for maybe 2or 3hours,til they light their spliffs
and that coke will get you a long time
but when i let em know the dope is out,its like america online
wise has awoken
and you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with your eyes open
i still hold a title,because im in the hood like them little motorcycles
stick up kids,hoppin out with them old rifles
just doin shit for nothin,its so spiteful
ha im just like you
word that niggaz wanna murk you is in the air
a double shot of yak and the purple is in the air
and im not cocky,im confident
so when you tell me im the best its a compliment
hook -jadakiss]
i got a hundred guns,a hundred clips,nigga im from new york （new york）
（ruff ryde）,and （d-block） and shit,nigga **** what you thought （you thought）
and you cant take shit for granted,because life is too short （too short）
i got a hundred guns,a hundred clips,nigga im from new york
（aha,and this is how we do）