NY NY (Remix) - B.Free ft. Tragedy & Kool G Rap скачать видео бесплатно

2013 new music from BFree. Off of the Behind The Smoke mixtape ( http://www.datpiff.com/B-Free-Behind-The-Smoke-mixtape.422239.html ) featuring Tragedy & Kool G Rap. Produced by FoxaZbeats and NYRich directed by NYRich & J Williams for NYCEFlix. download the single from iTunes ( https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/ny-ny-remix-feat.-tragedy/id635023496 ) A video love letter to NY and hip hop

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Lyrics:

Tragedy:

here we go/ yo, Queensbridge Houses nostalgic/ women I arouse them with foul shit/

When I'm stylin perpendicular/ my insignia's Caligula/ bust on a bitch back

& have a dime lick it up/ freeze the game paraplegic just like a stick up/ hip hop is

never dead/ resurrect the thoroughbred/ iron pipes with triggers that bust hollow lead/ swift like

assassins/ yet smoother than bar-kays/ rhyme like the ghost of Frank Matthews from old days/

Allah-U-Akbar the gem star for real pa/ niggas better stay out my lane just like a parked car/

spit lines out of this world my bars touch Mars/ open up some Dutch cigars I break bread like

denars/ with these Vatican rhymes the pope'll get scarred/ Black Motzart the flow odd is so hard/

Conquistador conquer lands like I'm Bonaparte yo

Kool G. Rap Hook:

Land of legendary shooters, shakers, and movers

cake getters ace spitters kid

welcome to ny ny

Queens cat in the hoodie for the crack or

dope sack from bing boogie

welcome to ny ny

shells no problem bk hell up in harlem hollis revolvin

welcome to ny ny

rikers to staten island they wildin stomach growlin we begat violence

welcome to ny ny

B.Free:

if you ain't from my city then you must be thinkin different/

hatin on my home you must be down right ignant/

don't think we hold it down that's just part of your figment/

I smoke blunts with some niggas of different pigment/

D.R. niggas from the Bx keep it real/

My westchester white boys niggas know the deal/

my BK oye's shout out to L.I./ but I'ma always be a Queens nigga til I die/

who am I? not that thug rapper you dreamed of/

when I spit about the street man I spit that love/

my thoughts and my knowledge what I made use of/

smoking pounds from the heights man I abuse drugs/

But I gotta get back to facts of this rap/

Run DMC Biggie put us on the map/ there's so many of us but I know you figure that/

screaming NY NY city where you at?