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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Khaled
Vocals
Jadakiss
Vocals
Ja Rule
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DJ Khaled
Songwriter
Jason Phillips
Lyrics
Tarik Azzouz
Songwriter
Nicholas M. Warwar
Songwriter
Bodie Chandler
Songwriter
De Vorzon Barry
Songwriter
Jeffrey Atkins
Lyrics
Joseph Cartagena
Songwriter
Lawrence Krsone Parker
Songwriter
VALENZANO, MARCELLO
Composer
Andre Lyon
Composer
Anthony Wright
Songwriter
Clement Seymour Dodd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Khaled
Producer
STREETRUNNER
Producer
Tarik Azzouz
Producer
Juan "AyoJuan" Peña
Recording Engineer
Dayzel The Machine
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Assistant Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Assistant Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Kurt Bradley
Assistant Engineer
Harrison Holmes
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
New York, the real New York, I'm outside
I don't live in Miami, I don't live in Colorado
Come to my block and see me, my niggas
All of y'all know I be down there
This is Kiss, I'm outside
Always D-Block
I like this
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York (what?), New York (yeah)
Ruff Rydin', D-Block and shit
Nigga, fuck what you thought (you got 'em Kiss)
And you can't take shit for granted
'Cause life is too short, too short (you know I got 'em Chuck)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York
Born in New York City on a Monday
It seems I was out shinin' shoes 'bout two to noon
All the fat cats in the bad hats doin' me a real big favor
Forgot the fat cats in the bad hats, layin' it on real good
When you're down and out in New York City
We The Best Music
I am New York
If you ain't with us, Khaled tell 'em the rest
Another one
Yeah
DJ Khaled
I'm B.I.G., Prodigy, DMX and Pun (yeah)
Killin' niggas for fun, nothin' iller than son (nothin')
I'ma be collectin' this money long as it come (uh-uh)
If I'm behind the barrel, then you in front of the gun (you)
I'm the bullet that struck your limbs
I'm white Air Force 1s, I'm construction Timbs
I'ma do whatever it takes, just enough to win (win)
I'm the one that your man told you not to fuck with him
I'm the single parent household with nothin' in the 'frigerator
Pissy staircases, smell like the incinerator
Grandma in the back, hooked up to the ventilator
Tryin' to chip in and see if we can get some dinner later (woo, woo)
In front of the buildin' with a clip full
Garbage pilled up, rats size of pit bulls
Either gettin' money or you aren't (uh, uh)
Couple parolees, couple niggas with warrants (uh-huh)
Couple of hoopties, couple niggas with foreigns (woo)
Makin' a movie, a couple niggas is starrin' (yeah)
But, it's just a segment (uh-huh)
Somebody got somebody sister pregnant (uh-oh)
Dice game, somebody lose, somebody win (yeah)
Somebody comin' home, somebody is goin' in (yeah)
Everybody 'bout that action, we don't do talk
You already know what it is, this is New York (this is New York)
Down and out in New York City
Down and out in New York City
That's New York City
That's New York City
New York City
Writer(s): Jeffrey B. Atkins, Jason Phillips, Lawrence Krsone Parker, Andre Christopher Lyon, Marcello Valenzano, Joseph Anthony Cartagena, Clement Seymour Dodd, Khaled Mohammaed Khaled, Hyman Wright, Bodie Chandler, Tarik Azzouz, Nicholas Warwar, Carlton Washington Livingston, Barry Devorzon
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