Lirik Lagu New York (remix) - The Game
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	TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
 - bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
 - dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
 
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
 - klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
 
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
 - Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
 
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
 - Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
 
					
					(Demon Voice)Nu Jersey Devil
(the game)Yeah muthafuckersIt's the muthafuckin Gamegu, gu,...gu,gu,gu,gu, G-Unit
I got a hundred guns and a hundred clipsNigga I'm in New York (New York)Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips,Whenever I'm in New York (New York)I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips Nigga, I'm in New York (New York)Ride wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred CripsWhenever I'm in New York (New York)
Everybody wanna know why he got beef'Cause in my dreams I talked to 'Pac and B.I.G.Got on the plane hopin that the NYCIt's me behind these bars like Chi-AliNiggaz want me to D-i-eBeen there, done thatWoke up from a coma on 3 I.V'sEyes on the thrown, somebody in my seatFiddlin with rap like Miri Ben-ariI scoop up swiss(beats), drive thru the Bronx and get Jada on the phoneMy next stop is YonkersAfter that its Harlem, why?'Cause im a certified gangstaAnd Jim Jones' throwin a Blood partyRed bandanas from 93rd to 115th and LennoxIt's the sequel to MenaceOh Lord, he done went o doggMade 50's beef his and knocked 'em both off
[Chorus]
New aftermath chain on, thats the blingStones yellow and black - he a Latin KingMira me king ton el jefe SimoneTranslation: I get money off ringtonesKing Blood, even though I used to sling drugs when i see snoop he tell me "Keep doin your thing cuz"I do it cause I love itDo it for the niggaz that don't know the difference between 'Chuck Taylors' and chuckersI'm a gangsta tell Remi Martin I wanna fuck herThats what I call a championship game at the Ruckerya'll want beef? change the subjectYou ain't got no stars like the flag of the Dominican RepublicAfter Angie's show I was finna to get the busAnd catch a cab to a house and ask any nigga hustlinI ain't got to live in New York all my life to know the A and D train go to Washington Heights
[Chorus]
Left the VMA awards, went back to the hoodStreets is talkin - 'Game got slapped by Suge'False, I was face to face wit himMedia wanna criticize the gameLike he had Ma$e wit himHe a hood nigga that ain't ever try to snake niggazWalk thru the 5 boroughs never had jake with himBake it how u want, ain't no cupcake in himEven Diddy know, I make the city glowNever had an album, never had his own videoI was sellin crack while Ja was watchin 50 blowWhite tee shirt, converse and my dickies onSigned wit Dre recorded 150 songsNow the fuckin hip hop police hatintryin to run me outta New York like Anthony MasonNigga I'll come and erase youOnly nigga from californiaThat'll come from the tongue wit a razor
[Chorus]
					
				
				(the game)Yeah muthafuckersIt's the muthafuckin Gamegu, gu,...gu,gu,gu,gu, G-Unit
I got a hundred guns and a hundred clipsNigga I'm in New York (New York)Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips,Whenever I'm in New York (New York)I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips Nigga, I'm in New York (New York)Ride wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred CripsWhenever I'm in New York (New York)
Everybody wanna know why he got beef'Cause in my dreams I talked to 'Pac and B.I.G.Got on the plane hopin that the NYCIt's me behind these bars like Chi-AliNiggaz want me to D-i-eBeen there, done thatWoke up from a coma on 3 I.V'sEyes on the thrown, somebody in my seatFiddlin with rap like Miri Ben-ariI scoop up swiss(beats), drive thru the Bronx and get Jada on the phoneMy next stop is YonkersAfter that its Harlem, why?'Cause im a certified gangstaAnd Jim Jones' throwin a Blood partyRed bandanas from 93rd to 115th and LennoxIt's the sequel to MenaceOh Lord, he done went o doggMade 50's beef his and knocked 'em both off
[Chorus]
New aftermath chain on, thats the blingStones yellow and black - he a Latin KingMira me king ton el jefe SimoneTranslation: I get money off ringtonesKing Blood, even though I used to sling drugs when i see snoop he tell me "Keep doin your thing cuz"I do it cause I love itDo it for the niggaz that don't know the difference between 'Chuck Taylors' and chuckersI'm a gangsta tell Remi Martin I wanna fuck herThats what I call a championship game at the Ruckerya'll want beef? change the subjectYou ain't got no stars like the flag of the Dominican RepublicAfter Angie's show I was finna to get the busAnd catch a cab to a house and ask any nigga hustlinI ain't got to live in New York all my life to know the A and D train go to Washington Heights
[Chorus]
Left the VMA awards, went back to the hoodStreets is talkin - 'Game got slapped by Suge'False, I was face to face wit himMedia wanna criticize the gameLike he had Ma$e wit himHe a hood nigga that ain't ever try to snake niggazWalk thru the 5 boroughs never had jake with himBake it how u want, ain't no cupcake in himEven Diddy know, I make the city glowNever had an album, never had his own videoI was sellin crack while Ja was watchin 50 blowWhite tee shirt, converse and my dickies onSigned wit Dre recorded 150 songsNow the fuckin hip hop police hatintryin to run me outta New York like Anthony MasonNigga I'll come and erase youOnly nigga from californiaThat'll come from the tongue wit a razor
[Chorus]