Music Video
Cam'ron - Welcome To New York City ft. Jay-Z & Juelz Santana (Official Video)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cam'ron
Lead Vocals
JAY-Z
Vocals
Juelz Santana
Vocals
Just Blaze
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Giles
Songwriter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Justin Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Just Blaze
Producer
Shane "Bermuda" Woodley
Recording Engineer
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Mixing Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Turn the motherfucking music up
Just Blaze, man, you owe me, ****
Ch'yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Welcome to the Empire State
Home of the World Trade
Birthplace of Michael Jordan
Home of Biggie Smalls
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Roc-A-Fella headquarters
Ladies and gentlemen
Killa Cam, Young Hov is definitely in the building
Brooklyn, Harlem, world
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Stand the fuck up
[Verse 3]
I'm a BK brawler
Marcy projects hallway loiterer
Pure coke copper, get your order up
I bring 'em to Baltimore in the Ford Explorer
But it's gonna cost you more if I gotta get 'em to Florida
Rucka game attender
With the Bent parked on the sidewalk
With the temp plates on the fender
I ain't hard to find, you catch me front and center
At the Knick game, big chain in all my splendor
Next to Spike if you pan left to right
I own Madison Square, catch me at the fight
With Cam, once again, if you pan left of his ice
It be the man that write checks with the hand that don't write
I go off the head when I'm ramblin' on the mic
And I throw off the Feds when I'm scramblin' at night
And it was often said I brought hammers to the fight
But we from New York City, right, Cam?
(You're damn right)
[Verse 4]
It's the home of 9/11, the place of the lost towers
We still bangin', we never lost power, tell 'em
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Y'all fuckin' with BK's banger and Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger, there's nothing left to say but
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
[Verse 5]
Yo, there's a war going on outside no man is safe from
It don't matter if you three feet or eight-one
You'll get eight from the 9M, straight blown
Wig split, melon cracked, all that on day one
Carry eight guns, two in the trunk
Two in the waist, two in the ankle, two to just spank you
You get jammed with them jammers, blammed with them blammers
Hot head, ask Mase, he ran to Atlanta
You think you know what life do, mink on the motorcycle
Trinkets, they so delightful, blingin', there's so much ice, fool
In front of Sparks, body Castellano
Block away, watched by Gotti and Gravano
It's La Costa Nostra, someone close approach ya
They'll toast ya, gopher, bread loafer, your chauffeur
Old coke they raise up and snort, blaze up your fort
Jay, Puff, Shyne, cases was caught
Midnight pitch fights, another victim
Watch him 'fore he watch you, Killa
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
[Verse 6]
It's the home of 9/11, the place of the lost towers
We still bangin', we never lost power, tell 'em
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Y'all fuckin' with BK's banger and Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger, there's nothing left to say but
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
[Verse 7]
I'm from 101, west from 140th, this shit is live
Fifth floor, fifty-six, you know the zip, district five
You on 22nd, hit you from two-one
That's on Lenox, 7th Ave was News One
[Verse 8]
Coverage at Centre Street
Got Brafman defending me
'Cause New York'll miss me if I'm locked in the penitentiary
The judge said, is this this that thug from the Kit-Kat club?
But I got enough chips stacked up to make the bitch back up
[Verse 9]
Killa, I pinch that button, I grip that snub to hit that thug
Lay up in a pitch black tub
You lookin' at rich black thugs that get that love
And won't stop till I get back Blood
Holla at 'em, Hov
[Verse 10]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Nostrand, Myrtle and Park
****'ll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why the Johnny gun I'm holdin'
Wet **** up like the johnny pump is open
Homie, I play hard
[Verse 11]
It's the home of 9/11, the place of the lost towers
We still bangin', we never lost power, tell 'em
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Y'all fuckin' with BK's banger and Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger, there's nothing left to say but
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
[Verse 12]
Y'all ****, man
Y'all can't fuck around, man
It's the Roc, bitch, Killa
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
My **** Jigga, Siegel, Beans
Diplomats, man, Hova, Dash
Get the fuck off our dick, no homo
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Force, I be on this city for two minutes, man
I own this shit right now, man, I ain't goin' nowhere
[Verse 13]
(Welcome to New York City
Written by: Cameron Giles, Justin Smith, Shawn Carter
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