, to do that now I got a new cat, this time I'm pullin' two gats out With bullets, I finally got somethin' to shoot at now Let's see who got they city
(eminem) fame, fame, fame i think it's got me goin' crazy ohhhohhh i get lost in this game, game, game i'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers ohhhohhh
my safe house Tommy Vercetti, Spitta Andretti, this is New Jack City Most bitches aint ready But Shawty aint tripping, she was living already My f-ck game
my Deen Down to get down anytime by any means Known to be OT, reppin on any scene And all about the paper, we stackin up plenty green From my city to your city
fuck him, I went to check low for chop on a ball gone the size like faith up top Now it's a whole new ball game, strategic mind frame My dialogue's rebellious
Train within my brain Fountains over rugged mountains of my terrain Diggit, I came too far to front, so I'm meditatin' on how to maintain Stepped off at City
Woo! There's gonna be a lot of punchin' in this motherfucker Y'all better be swift with that punch button Jack Biggie, Biggie I know how it feel to wake
in it to win it so it might just take a minute to gain grams, put my game plan in action ways to make it happen, to days to get the jack-son once the
wouldn't? Young nigga catchin' charges Continental T's parked in garages, Menages, odds is I'm the best spittin' it, nigga I'm gettin' it I admit it I was watchin' New Jack City
, the blackness is true My tactics was new that's when the practice grew and I flew I wanted to be a rapper so simple and plain From Los Angeles city
me Hotel investory - been in the game since Watergate Six million suits, paid in full Throwin iced up Rolexes at A.J. Lester We New Jack City, CMB! You
get tired Rotate the club Locate the love Pulsate with the squeeze ass Double g cans fatigue shafts Out your league math Jeeps crash dent like bean bags New york city
screen t.v./ He getting money but he ain?t savin none up/ Dropped a grip/bought his big new dodge truck/ He sixteen but he deep in the dope game/ Got
Mac'll, stick to the script, and stick to the flip I got a sick whip game, water stick to the bricks I got a sick flip game, order gettin' and shit
with a lot of pretty girls So, forgive me if I don't remember you So, forgive me, girl, I'm so forgetful There's too many New York City girls So forgive
Where you gotta choose the goods of the game Oh, but it so hard to turn your back on a place Where everybody knows your name It's a cold game, I ain
elevators in his truck See, I flash bucks, rock all black doors And my watch ice'd out like Jacobs store When you boys gon learn I got this game lock
through, critiquing all that the kid do The moral though, I'mma continue We hungry, son, you ain't seen gully You Wesley at the Carter, New Jack City,