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Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk

We grimy, we dirty in New York, New York

Blood spill around here and don't care about court

You take a pack and bring it back, don't come up short

'Cause any day can be your day, so don't play

Yay got the yay, Fame got the **, okay

You scared, get the f*** out the way

And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play

Nah, I can't play sacs or pull a rabbit out a hat

But I can c*** back and blow your blather out your back

Take that, I'll show you n****z how to rap

I'm c****, that's snowy white p***** on the track

I told 50 I was going to take it to the top

Get close and get pop like hot bacon out the pot

And my goons are loony and strip you naked on the spot

Ain't nobody scared in south, Jamaica but the cops

And speaking' 'bout cops, you n****z better stop quelling

And if I get knocked, I'll make bread on your head by the million

Crawl up the ladder tattle tattle be in the building

Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk

We grimy, we dirty in New York, New York

Blood spill around here and don't care about court

You take a pack and bring it back, don't come up short

'Cause any day can be your day, so don't play

Yay got the yay, Fame got the **, okay

You scared, get the f*** out the way

And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play

I roll up 'cause it's a hold up, ain't nothing funny

Stop smiling, it be the reason the crowd piling

Don't complain and die over a chain

Bang, bang, gang green neighborhood game

You know me I'm slipper as them baggy sweets

I throw a b**** out the crib like Jazzy Jeff

All the hate is sidelining and they mad he next

'Cause I got the bunny's with them fatties, yes

My ride thumping, talking s***, stunting

It will be repeated thumping if my finger push the button

Just for bluffing, hit for nothing

You can bust him, it don't matter the vehicle's custom

Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk

We grimy, we dirty in New York, New York

Blood spill around here and don't care about court

You take a pack and bring it back, don't come up short

'Cause any day can be your day, so don't play

Yay got the yay, Fame got the **, okay

You scared, get the f*** out the way

And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play

I'm from New York, New York n****z die for the cheese

I air your house out like a can of Fabreeze, at ease

Ease up soldier, I pull up in the rover

Click clack, ya whole life over

Baking soda and your work they go' buy it, nope

'Cause them fiends getting tired of that dieing coke

I'm back baby, mad hype like a c**** baby

Ask Slim Shady, my g** game crazy

Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk

We grimy, we dirty in New York, New York

Blood spill around here and don't care about court

You take a pack and bring it back, don't come up short

'Cause any day can be your day, so don't play

Yay got the yay, Fame got the **, okay

You scared, get the f*** out the way

And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play

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