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Hook - Ja Rule

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm 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 I'm 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 *****, poonani, Vagina

Your Monologue's getting tired, now it's time to ride

Apprentice you're fired, you're no longer desired

So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire

I'm on fire, highly 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 4 pound

Slugs flyin at the speed of sound

Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin their mouths

I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your house

I don't really understand what the runnin's about

But we're hunters, we take pride in airin our prey out

Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in just a sport

'cause we ain't playin up here in New York

Hook - Fat Joe

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York

And you can tell the way the homie spit, That nigga, I'm from New York New York

I got a hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New York New York

And you can tell I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm 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 ain't 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 I'd much rather find a menage

And everybody talkin crazy how they're AK spit

But we know this investigatin, and they ain't spray shit

Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry shook like

"Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em loose on me"

True Story, I'm 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 Pun's rhyme book

Got *****es 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 I'm from New York New York

Ruff Rydaz, D-Block and shit, Nigga ***** what you thought (you thought)

And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short too short

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York

Aha, and this is how we do

Verse 3 - Jadakiss

I swear it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a *****

Depending on how you treat her, you might get rich

It's guaranteed you gonna die, and you might get missed

For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light their spliffs

And that coke will get you a long time

But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's 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 I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles

Stick up kids, hoppin out with them old rifles

Just doin shit for nothin, it's so spiteful

Ha I'm 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 I'm not *****y, I'm confident

So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment

Hook - Jadakiss

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York

Ruff Ryde, and (D-Block) and shit, Nigga ***** what you thought (you thought)

And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short too short

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York

Aha, and this is how we do

Hook - Ja Rule

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm 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 I'm 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 *****, poonani, Vagina

Your Monologue's getting tired, now it's time to ride

You're print distrified, you're no longer desired

So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire

I'm 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 4 pound

Slugs flyin at the speed of sound

Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin their mouths

I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your house

I don't really understand what the runnin's about

But we're hunters, we take pride in airin our prey out

Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in just a sport

'cause we ain't playin up here in New York

Hook - Fat Joe

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York

And you can tell the way the homie spit, That nigga, I'm from New York New York

I got a hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New York New York

And you can tell I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm 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 ain't 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 I'd much rather find a menage

And everybody talkin crazy how they're AK spit

But we know this investigatin, and they ain't spray shit

Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry shook like

"Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em loose on me"

True Story, I'm 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 Pun's rhyme book

Got *****es 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 I'm from New York New York

Ruff Ryde, and (D-Block) and shit, Nigga ***** what you thought (you thought)

And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short too short

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York

Aha, and this is how we do

Verse 3 - Jadakiss

I swear it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a *****

Depending on how you treat her, you might get rich

It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get missed

For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light their spliffs

And that coke will get you a long time

But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's 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 I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles

Stick up kids, hoppin out with them old rifles

Just doin shit for nothin, it's so spiteful

Ha I'm 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 I'm not *****y, I'm confident

So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment

Hook - Jadakiss

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York

Ruff Ryde, and (D-Block) and shit, Nigga ***** what you thought (you thought)

And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short too short

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York

Aha, and this is how we do

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