ICE-T - NY, NY

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    ICE-T LYRICS
    
    "NY, NY"
    The seventh baby... 
    
    [Chorus:]
    I represent from LA 
    All the way to (NY NY) 
    And when I get down 
    I get down here in LA 
    All the way to (NY NY) 
    And when I parley 
    I parley here in LA
    All the way to (NY NY) 
    
    Touched the Iceberg baby 
    I'll send you under like the Titanic 
    Gun fight romantic
    Gigantic on the pages 
    Of the hustler trade 
    World reknown for my realness
    Only the real will feel this 
    Stainless steel is 
    The straps that I'm copulating 
    Touch'em a lady (?) 
    Blow your hand off 
    African stand-off 
    The general
    Ice the hardest mineral 
    Feel me, a gem correct 
    One thing that I got you'll never get's respect 
    I stick the pits on ya 
    I represent California 
    Home of the shooters
    The looters
    The drug movers
    Girl barracuda 
    Set you up for the kill 
    Where you're really not ballin unless you got 10 mill 
    I shine so bright I blind ya 
    Cross my crew, we'll find ya 
    It's a motherfuckin shame 
    My dominance to this game 
    I live for gun smoke aroma 
    Mack yo' bitch into a coma 
    Two hoes like Noah of every type
    Bitches I kick to curbs, you would make your wife 
    Twice hit by the gun spit, kid still breathing 
    While half you busters in this damn game are still teething
    Believe it if you say it enough that you'll be it 
    You never lived none of your raps, or even seen it 
    I mean it, every word a brother say 
    Everyday a brother play, kid 
    I politic and parley 
    The fact is I practice
    Camoflauge to this 
    R & B androgynous  
    Get the most play 
    So I get fly
    Do a movie - quadruple my cash 
    You just went double platinum
    Let's see if you last
    Every word that I say is documented and repeated
    The truth is, I dropped the raw game, boy believe it
    I've succeeded, in turning dirty dough legal 
    Bounced to the Bentley from the prime-it-up Regal 
    Like Biggie says, It's unbelieveable 
    My street pull
    You even play like step in my way
    You'll meet my people
    
    [Chorus]
    
    I've been round the world ballin, did it all, what's next? 
    While most of y'all busters on your first rolex 
    Been deep in the life kid, since 76 
    Touched the water, the crack game, the jewelry licks 
    Fix yourself if you're broke fool, that ain't my fault 
    The game must be taught and comprehended, then implemented 
    Moves done illegally, carried out strategically 
    Or else incarceration is felt, the hand is dealt
    You lose it's frightening 
    Hit with 10 indictments 
    Kiss your baby and your wife 
    You're riding kites for life 
    Alot of y'all won't feel me, but some of y'all do 
    I'll move at least a half a mill of this before I'm through 
    That ain't the most, but I've done this longer than you 
    Plus it ain't my only gig, I'm still connected 
    With the boys that can flip a thou to a ticket 
    Wicked
    My stature when you're in my rapture 
    Meet me on the street? I'm the nicest brother you meet 
    Confusing sometimes, the way I bust a rough rhyme 
    You might think I'm lying, cool I like that 
    I smile in your face, squeeze off the case, rock the glock back 
    In your stomach, then I'll smile again
    Don't want to be your enemy, I'd rather be your friend 
    Only the real win in the game, but what's the prize? 
    Every man goes through mad drama, and every man dies 
    Look in my eyes, touch my soul, I ain't like you
    The evil I've done, I've got lots of retribution to do
    That's an impossible task, 'cause every night the gats blast
    So I look to the sky and ask
    I've been blessed by God to rock this mic hard, so I do it
    You got a problem, work through it
    I love New York night, bright lights and action 
    I love bailin with my Bronx niggas, party crashin
    I love switch hittin with my niggas on the shaw 
    You might see me in New Orleans at Mardi Gras 
    Or Miami at the Lex, in the Oaktown live 
    Or in Chi-town at the Players Ball, true P.I. 
    Pimp or Die, Ice baby, it's a well known fact 
    That true players play the whole map. 
    
    And we play all the way to (NY NY) 
    
    [Chorus]

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