Black Rob — Can't Make It in Ny (Game Tested Streets Approved 2011)
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Can't Make It in Ny (Game Tested Streets Approved 2011) Black Rob02:58
Текст песни: Can't Make It in Ny (Game Tested Streets Approved 2011)
[Chorus: Black Rob] Can’t make it in New York... I dunno Can’t make it in New York fam, I feel for you Stop playing if the game’s too real for you [?] before we steal for you, hit the streets and make a mill for you Steal for you, kill for you Can’t make it in New York fam, I feel for you Stop playing if the game’s too real for you [?] before we steal for you, hit the streets and make a mill for you Steal for you, kill for you [Verse: Black Rob] I lost money in New York Made money in New York Little shorties had lost the grenades for me in New York Respect the haters lovе for me in New York And blood is thicker than watеr for me in New York I survived in New York Saved lives in New York Get too big for your britches, you could die in New York Coming up I watch dudes get money effortlessly And come through with them new whips, paper game Writing checks in large amounts Take your life savings and your dough in your charge accounts Three card, Josslers and mobsters, dope fiends and dustheads, and rastas Nowadays we getting money so cautious Shit was buckwil' back when Koch was in office Dude so lawless, y'all know steak and swordfish pushing Lamborghinis and Porsches As long as there's a sucker born every minute, we gonna get it Screw the mayor governor, the president, us senate Guess we coming through hat low windows tinted Ya l still do the do but I do it like Frank Matthews [Chorus: Black Rob] Can’t make it in New York fam, I feel for you Stop playing if the game’s too real for you [?] before we steal for you, hit the streets and make a mill for you Steal for you, kill for you [Verse: Black Rob] Uptown and downtown getting paper in two places Shit the phantom put tips on shoelaces Running in new faces weed and blow wherever you go Blackjacks, kings, and aces Even in jail, my time went fast, cats talking out they ass About hitting me with consignment What? Talk’s of living all plush when Dudes came home fucked up came up work construction Whatever talent you got you can apply out in New York Whatever you selling they gonna buy it I can’t deny it a vic is a vic Ask dudes pimping them chicks man, a trick is a trick Man's s'all gonna bring home paper to eat with One learned how to do it sit back and peep shit I was a student before I became a teacher I know a preacher with about as much soul as a cheap pair of sneakers [Chorus: Black Rob] Can’t make it in New York fam, I feel for you Stop playing if the game’s too real for you [?] before we steal for you, hit the streets and make a mill for you Steal for you, kill for you
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