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Ny, Ny Lyrics - 7th Deadly Sin - Ice T

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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