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Download from amazon.com New York Salute lyrics

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Song Details
Artist(s)
  • M.O.P
  • Album(s)
  • First Family 4 Life (buy)
  • Chorus: Lil' Fame
    Primetime (New York, New York)
    That's the place where the soldiers die (New York, New York)
    That's the ghetto nigga's feelings (New York, New York)
    That's the niggas that multiply (New York, New York)
    [Lil' Fame] (Billy Danze)
    Yo, where you from, nigga? (New York)
    When you come through here (Fool, take your jewels off)
    Cause these niggas is known for (Bumpin fools off)
    And they takin over (If your crew's off)
    You got thugs with machines, assault teams
    Regulating things from Brownsville to Fort Green
    Up in the Bronx where the people are fresh
    People are blessed, with slugs that'll eat through your vest
    Boriquas for heaters (Down to bust)
    And them New Jers' niggas is down with us
    I know you heard about that cop, trying to stop a felon
    Got trapped, caught a slug in his cerbellum
    We welcome, visitors with open arms, and firearms
    And sick terrorists with bombs
    And, when you slide through on the VI, son
    Pack your bags and don't forget your nine and have a good time
    Chorus: Billy Danze
    [Billy Danze]
    Get your Mac, get your gat, head for 95
    Stop, pick up your dogs, tell em, ";Let's ride";
    Throw in some du-op shit, lean in your car
    Knowing you'll hear some new O.C. or Gang Starr
    It ain't to far once you into VA
    Fuck with your high-beams and see who's going your way
    Keep your ??, so the man won't trap you
    Now leadin the convoy to the Big Apple!
    Tell your homies, ";Fuck that thing"; dip in the left lane
    Make your Honda Accord perform like a plane
    You in Deleware, you almost hear
    The New Jersey Turnpike, is right there (right there)
    Haul-ass, make your backwheels spin
    Get in the wind, your under a hundered miles in
    When you reach the Lincoln Tunnel, black, hit me on my box
    We on the other side of that bitch with Cognac and glocks
    Chorus: Lil' Fame and Billy Danze
    Home, sweet home, nigga. Home team, nigga. Home team. Your home
    nigga, your home, nigga. Come on back. Come on back. Mash Out Posse.
    Firing Squad. ?9, baby, ?9. Hiphop. Lock it down. One time for
    your mind. Salute, salute. First Family.

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