Tonalité : G# minor
Verse 1
Em
F
Uh, yo
Em
What up? What up?
F
Em
It's time man (word, it's time?)
F
Straight up (it's time, man)
Em
Aight, set that shit off (set it off then,
F
nigga)
Verse 2
Set it off (set it off)
Em
Broken glass in the hallway,
F
bloodstained floors
Em
Neighbors, look at every bag
F
you bring through your doors
Em
Lock the top lock,
F
momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator
Em
Why not? It might've saved
F
me later from my block
Em
N.Y. cops, hookers crawlin' off the stroll,
F
coughin'
Em
Stitches in they head,
F
Em
stinkin' and I dread thinkin' they be snitchin'
But who else, could it be,
F
shook at these, unmarked vans
Em
Parked in the dark,
F
NARC's, where's your heart?
Em
F
Hustlers starve, they bust a U- ey, I jog
Em
To my building,
F
come out later wearin' camouflage
Em
See the sergeant and the captain,
strangle men
F
Em
Niggas gaspin' for air,
'til they move no more and just stare
F
Em
With dead eyes, tired of riots,
shit is quiet
F
Em
Simple- minded fools infiltrate
grimy crews
F
Em
Overcrowded cribs, uncles home from bids,
F
sister's pregnant
Em
Father's on drugs, moms is smokin',
F
beds is piss- infested
Em
Had eight partners growin' up,
F
eight turned to seven
Em
Seven turned to six niggas,
F
got two in heaven
Em
Six of us, holdin' it,
F
now it's five rollin' thick
Em
The sixth one's parole flipped,
F
Em
five niggas, went to four quick
When he went O.T., college life,
F
Em
converted into gangbangin'
Four niggas still hangin',
F
Em
years passin' and slang changin'
Three of us now, fourth
F
Em
nigga ain't around
We all thought he was real,
F
he did the snake shit
Em
Fake shit, beat his ass down
F
Em
Yo, his mouth could've got us all wasted,
F
what a fuckin' clown
Em
All I got left in the end is
F
two of my best friends
Em
And we all goin' out,
F
to the death for these ends, what?
Verse 3
Em
New York,
F
New York (New York state of mind)
Em
New York, New York (New York
state of mind)
F
You heard about it, you
Verse 4
Em
see about it
F
You read about it, it's in your papers
Em
It's in your daily news
F
Em
(getmoney)
New York chronicles, every day
F
Em
The crime rate, the murder rate
F
Em
The money rate, the pa per chase,
you know what I mean?
F
Em
New York state of mind baby,
F
check it out
Verse 5
Em
I'm at the, gamblin' spot,
my hands on a knot
F
Em
New York Yankee cap cover my eyes,
stand in one spot
F
Em
I take a nigga dough,
send him home to a shoebox
You lost that nigga I put
F
your dollar in the jukebox
Em
Hear my favorite song,
all these niggas sing along
F
Em
All the cigarette smoke's cloggin' my lungs,
F
hoodrats flashin' they tongue
Em
Young thugs blastin' they gun,
F
we got reputations
Em
Bitches and niggas both
F
on parole or probation
Em
Shit is sick, niggas got gats,
F
army fatigues
Em
I got my eyes glued on,
whoever walk in or leave
F
Em
'Cause I ain't playin',
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niggas'll run up in here and shoot up this shit
Em
Stick yo' ass up,
F
niggas'll find the loot in your kicks
Em
Bunch of triple- cross niggas,
F
just New York niggas
Em
Lift you off your feet when they
F
was just talkin' with you
Em
Some of these dudes the feds be on 'em,
F
you knew 'em for years
Em
Be the type when you walk in a pub,
F
they offer you beers
Em
That ain't gangsta,
F
niggas is up North with tatted tears
Em
Your name's on the affidavit,
F
you ratted kid
Em
Faggot ass niggas that
F
be scared to do they bids
Em
F
Fuck you, we run you out of N.Y,
you can't live
Em
Got your quiet niggas,
F
that relocated down South
Em
Comin' back to floss,
F
then you got the jealous loudmouths
Em
All of a sudden we got Crips and Bloods,
Em
Runnin' 'round quick to split your mug,
F
it's easy to score
Em
But it's hard to get the shit off
F
Em
Niggas fightin' over hundred sales,
F
jump in the car and drive off
Em
When the fiend come around the block,
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happy as hell
Em
Nig gas,
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mad 'cause they ain't get a piece of that sale
Em
Cutthroat connivers, universal,
F
Em
ghetto survivors
Go to any hood that's live
F
and make it liver
Em
A lot of niggas schemin', some real,
F
some niggas frontin'
Em
But I'm a big dreamer,
F
so watch me come up with somethin'
Verse 6
Em
New York, New York
New York, New York
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