New York City Lyrics - Singles - Uncle Murda

It's whatever with whoever 

Always whatever with whoever 

That's how I'm on it all day, every day 

That's how I'm on it all day, every day 

We can do a whatever whenever 

We can do a whatever whenever 

That's how I'm on it all day, every day 

That's how I'm on it all day, every day 

[Verse 1: Uncle Murda] 

I got my city feeling like it's '95 

Feeling good, like in before Biggie died 

On Twitter Nas wrote I give him a Biggie vibe 

I retweeted that shit like 50 times 

I see rappers trying to get their buzz back 

Beef with DJs like 

"Damn where the love at?" 

The DJ like "Homie where the hits at?" 

That shit you sent me was whack 

I can't spin that 

Instead of making better music 

N-ggas get offended 

Then jump on a south beat 

Cause the south winning 

Then they get mad when they don't pop, yo 

Like "That shit would've worked if I was Rocko" 

Or "That shit would've worked if I was 2Chainz" 

It would've, but you're not Rocko or 2Chainz 

You a New York n-gga homie 

That's that 

Now let's get back to that boom bap 

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[Hook] 

New York City 

This the way that we rock 

Let's get back on our shit 

New York City 

This the way that we rock 

Let's get back on our shit 

Uh-La la la la la la la la la la 

Uh-La la la la la la la la la la 

New York 

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[Verse 2: Uncle Murda] 

Ain't no place like home 

But the radio got me thinking 

I'm in the A 

But when I go to the A 

It feel like I'm in the A 

New York n-ggas don't be getting no radio play 

Somebody saying "What the f-ck did that n-gga just say?" 

Only New York n-gga they play outta town is Jay 

That be sounding like that real New York City 

All that same old bounce shit 

Be making me nauseous 

New York, I don't know when it happened 

But we went from setting the trends 

To copy catting 

It's like we losing our identity 

I hope n-ggas is feeding off of my energy 

We need a new DMX 

Not a new Waka Flocka 

I'm talking that shit like 

When B.I.G dropped Who Shot Ya 

I'm starting some shit like when B.I.G dropped Who Shot Ya 

If you decide to live 

Don't tell police who shot ya 

[Verse 3: Waka Flocka] 

I'm from Q U E E N S 

Where n-ggas chasing cheese 

Cakes like eating this 

My n-ggas ain't playing games 

This ain't recess 

Wet T-Shirt contest 

Leave your T wet 

For that Jesus piece hanging off your neck 

Life ended, game over 

Ain't no reset 

Youngins color blind over here 

Throw up the wrong set 

Drop a bomb like I'm Funk Flex 

I'm connected out in Brooklyn like the Nets 

Head back then got now 

F-ck next 

Out in the Bronx cause we souse rendezvous 

Manhattan condo with the ocean view 

Smoking Malibu Kush, clean Dutch 

Better Kick Push when I up the 40 

Back to Queens catch me in ? 

On west side ? got the towers 

Death to the cowards 

And your bitch pussy 

Ran through that whole god mileage 

[Hook] 

New York City 

This the way that we rock 

Let's get back on our shit 

New York City 

This the way that we rock 

Let's get back on our shit 

Uh-La la la la la la la la la la 

Uh-La la la la la la la la la la 

New York 

[Verse 4: Vado] 

A while back met some wild cat 

Fly cat, you know I didn't supply that 

I'm from where kids get no parenting 

Gun get you 3 to 5, and they still carrying 

Keep the nine same bag Dirty Harry in 

Suede Belt, slim corduroys 

Leather jacket them 

Used to rob base, that was easy rock 

Cooked it up then hand the plate to a greedy block 

Back when Ma$e was the face on your TV box 

Harlem World Diplomats was the team to watch 

This young MC really lived this 

Had EPMD, strictly business 

? was doing biz then 

Kept Nikes on 

And a fitted gripping the biscuits 

But it's whatever when whatever 

New York City get busy when we're together 

[Hook] 

New York City 

This the way that we rock 

Let's get back on our shit 

New York City 

This the way that we rock 

Let's get back on our shit 

Uh-La la la la la la la la la la 

Uh-La la la la la la la la la la 

New York