Fat Joe, Cormega, Lake - Dirty NY lyrics

Yo, I go in the street do my thang, pa
I make it happen, I go out
There man and I hustle, pa
I make it happen
I'm going through a lot of situation
Right now as it is
But I'm gon' survive, because I'm strong
I been through worst situation

New York went from excellence to desilance
Right? Ma'fuckas ain't reppin' it right
I been through hard days
And treacherous nights
Clear it out right, pure raw
No stretchin' in life
Bolivian white, I'm feelin' it
And I'm chillin' in Villas, in Carribeans
Reminiscin' my niggas no longer wit
Us and in the pens
Niggas want what I got, but lack discipline
And walk with me, our path's different
If we clash, I blast fifth's at them
Leave they ass period less
Like exorcism, I'ma threat to niggas
Been stressed ever since I bought
The Lex from Nitty
Couldn't shine 'til the death for BIGGIE
(uh) i keep the heat near me
Like Shaquille, wear Evisu daily
This is nearly a preview
I hope the streets are ready
I know my breed is nearly
Extinct 'cause he's a 'raeli
Hard to find like a Bernard King jersey
I started slingin' early
No mama to raise me
My father ain't seen the cash
So I became a man, slingin'
Elevated to weigh a gram
Representin' and blazin' hammers
(gun shots) they made me stand up

I know the killings, but homey I gotta get it
The way BIG and them did it
But me and Mega would did it
I'm in it, to get us big, Aristotle Onassis
Bullet proof fabric, cartier on my glasses
My man we've been mashin' street wars
And shoot dawgs seen forms
Those wagons runnin' through
The blocks clappin'
Automatic, matched wit infrared, we scope
No shirts
Heavy and put my Timbs up on a niggas throat
I pull it back, 'til it click-clack
And sit back
On with ski mask in a nigga crib
And if I'm done
I wait until done from one round
(Pull it out) start bangin'
I be waitin' wit a smile
Goin' out like Salaisie did
I thrive for spit
One of a few niggas that'll pop a pig
While he walkin' on his beads
I take money and count it
Fake powder than menage it off in the shower

Yea, yea, uh niggas say I walk around wit
A vest in my chest
Now that's a quarter mil, iced out
TS in my chest
I tried to told y'all niggas (what?)
Will fold y'all niggas (what?)
Come off that doe and
Will expose y'all niggas (what?)
It's kinda scary how we weary the streets
Quick to bury ya, peace, you talkin' shit
Now you inherit the beef
And you don't want that, black man
Crack too crazy
Insane, now we even teamin' up wit Lakey
And that's a problem, however you call it
I want a dollar off every bottle
That's sold in the hallway
Or even a bag, I sleep wit the mac
Keepin' a gat for any nigga thinkin' he bad
Schemin' on Crack, it's not gon' happen
No how
You fuckin' wit thorough niggas ain't
Scared to blow trial

If you have to go, you have to go
And I don't got a problem with that
That's one problem I don't got problem with
And thank God I got, you know
Brothers that look out for me
They keep me thinking for the future
I really want to say that's why it counts
Eventually I am, believe me I had a dream
And it's gon' come reality, pretty soon