Singer: Rowdy Rebel
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Song: New York
Rowdy Rebel - New York Subtitles (vtt) (03:54-234-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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New York, the real New York
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I'm outside, I don't live in Miami,
I don't live in Colorado
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Come to my block and see me, my nigga
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All of y'all, you know I be down there
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This is kiss, I'm out─
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Icy bust down on a wrist
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I had to put it on my bucket list
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I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
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My nigga, I'm from New York,
fuck what you thought
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I'm always dressed up in designer shit
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They re-change us, pretenders
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My ex throwin' shots, she's
just like my opps
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They always end up tryna spin blocks
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Icy bust down on a wrist
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I had to put it on my bucket
list (I had to put it on)
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Huh, I got a hundred guns,
a hundred clips
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My nigga, I'm from New York, fuck
what you thought (I'm always)
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I'm always dressed up in designer shit
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They re-change us, prеtenders
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My ex throwin' shots, shе's
just like my opps
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Always end up tryna spin blocks
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I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
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Bitch, I'm from New York,
fuck what you thought
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I'm quick to tell a bitch
to suck a dick
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Like fuck what you thought,
bitch, I'm too sauce
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She won't catch me cuddlin'
in my Cullinan
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Especially when I'm outside bubblin'
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Yeah, shorty sexy, but, I
really want her friend
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Knowin' if I hit it once, I'm
probably gon' hit again
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No cap, look
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AP, straight runner, no tap
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In this two-seater with
the heat up to the max
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Bumpin' old school slick
Drake with the patch
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Thinkin' 'bout where I came
from, I can never go back
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'Cause they don't really make
'em like this anymore
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Be on fifty for your dog,
if it's litty, go to war
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You get jammed on that mission,
don't go tellin' what you saw
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She can tell I'm from New York,
just the way a nigga talk
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Icy bust down on a wrist (Huh?)
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I had to put on my bucket
list (I had to put on)
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Huh, I got a hundred guns,
a hundred clips
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My nigga, I'm from New York, fuck
what you thought (I'm always)
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I'm always dressed up in designer shit
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They re-change us, pretenders
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My ex throwin' shots, she's
just like my opps
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Always end up tryna spin blocks
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Hard-headed jacket, my belt Hermès
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You want me to throw this cash,
better shake that ass
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I'm a New York nigga, only bigger
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Okay, I'm a Lil Mane, yeah,
fuck how you feel
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I can go back to the hood, yeah
'cause I'm good there
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Niggas say the realest shit,
but be the fakest, yeah
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Only if you understood, my nigga
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Just know I love you even though
I never say it, yeah
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Brodie always got my back,
with the big MAC, yeah
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We ain't blood, it just look
like we related, yeah
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In my bag, watch your mouth 'fore
we watch your house, bitch
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(When it's murder on your mind,
it's hard to think about shit)
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Still shakin' up the dice like
I'm on my last round
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Wanna talk about the past when
we get him back, yeah
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Get the money, write the
Mike Amiri on my ass
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Drive the Bentley, ride the pension,
but the first and last, yeah
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Icy bust down on a wrist
(Icy, bust down)
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I had to put on my bucket list
(I had to put on, yeah)
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Huh, I got a hundred guns, a hundred
clips (A hundred, nigga)
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My nigga, I'm from New York,
fuck what you thought
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I'm always dressed up in designer
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