[Saya] An bamba clad boy feel dem bobbin try an test now! Is that? Cut off dem blood-clot nigga don t give a ! Watta feel like? Don t know how to kill? [Khalid] Uh-uh..
SayaSaya!! [Saya] What is it Khalidwhat is it? [Khalid] The original King of New York has returned The King of New Yorkthe Don Cartagena Joe CrackTerror Squad leader! (Whoo..
whoowhoowhoowhoowhoowhoo!!) [Fat Joe] The ?! What?! Yeahmind on my money; money on my mind Nigga mind on my money; money on my mind Aiyyowho can test Ithe true King of N.Y.
Well ever since Big Boy died from Bed-Stuy I ve beencontrollin the streetholdin the heat Shit I only want what s stolen from me (Nah you ain t in wit us) Rollin with mecould only get you fast cars and mad bitches anddine amongst the stars but we gettin mad chave in the life we live MTV s comin over just to feel my "Crib" Man them other kids! That s how I feel I thought I said it all in "He s Not Real" But you beggin me to killmust want ya brain spilled I tryna keep cool but it s hard to tame still Shit s still real man you never shoulda bought it Must feel ill to see your boss get extorted Specialize in audits and makin hot tapes This rap shit don t cut it then it s back to flippin weight Man I m feelin great (Whoo!) Pushin mad units Hustlin is the key to success but could you do it I been layin it downthe spray and the town It s about time the rightful owner claimed his crown [Chorus: Buju Banton + Fat Joe] [BB] Who the you know be in with this?! As Big Pun s knowin you ll be givin a shit! [FJ] Not a damn soul! I let you know from the get go! Wanna war with the Squadwalk through the threshold! [BB] Who the you know be in with this?! As Big Pun s knowin you ll be givin a shit! [FJ] Not any squad or clique can squab with ! I m O.G.
nigga y all know how this is! [Fat Joe] Hey yoit s all overI want a piece of the pie Nigga hand it over or all your seeds gon die And it don t take much for me to kidnap a DJ Or clap at ya truck while you ridin through the freeway Shit is mad ea-say to wet you up Bettawatch yo bitch and who s dick she sucked She gon set you upI been to the crib I don t know why you surprised bitches love the kid I m more realer than the way you act A born killer quick to wave the mack And all you niggaz gotta face the fact I pop shit cuz you can t stop me More rich cuz they can t rob me I plant clips at ya fam s lobby Joe the Don and you been warned But niggaz never wanna listen till they kin s gone Now you wanna get it on cuz ya dollars stack Now how you plan to holla back with a hollow back? Joey Crack and I be the truth Don t believe that s the streets till proof Ask the deez how my Eagle blew Betchu sayin"Damnwhat we did to duke?!" Better gather them young ns and hope you make it through [Chorus 2x] The Don is the King of New York..
The Don is the King of New York
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