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M.O.P. - New York Salute lyrics
Primetime, New York, New York
 That's the place where the soldiers die, New York, New York
 That's the ghetto nigga's feelings, New York, New York
 That's the niggas that multiply, New York, New York
 Yo, where you from, nigga? New York
 When you come through here, fool take your jewels off
 'Cause these niggas is known for bumpin' fools off
 And they takin' over if your crew's off
 You got thugs with machines, assault teams
 Regulating things from Brownsville to Fort Green
 Up in the Bronx where the people are fresh
 People are blessed, with slugs that'll eat through your vest
 Boriquas for heaters down to bust
 And them New Jers' niggas is down with us
 I know you heard about that cop, trying to stop a felon
 Got trapped, caught a slug in his cerebellum
 We welcome, visitors with open arms and firearms
 And sick terrorists with bombs
 And when you slide through on the VI, son
 Pack your bags and don't forget your nine and have a good time
 Primetime, New York, New York
 That's the place where the soldiers die, New York, New York
 That's the ghetto nigga's feelings, New York, New York
 That's the niggas that multiply, New York, New York
 M.O.P. - New York Salute - http://motolyrics.com/mop/new-york-salute-lyrics.html
 Get your Mac, get your gat, head for 95
 Stop, pick up your dogs, tell 'em, "Let's ride"
 Throw in some du-op shit, lean in your car
 Knowing you'll hear some new O.C. or Gang Starr
 It ain't to far once you into VA
 Fuck with your high-beams and see who's going your way
 Keep your [unverified], so the man won't trap you
 Now leadin' the convoy to the Big Apple
 Tell your homies, "Fuck that thing" dip in the left lane
 Make your Honda Accord perform like a plane
 You in Deleware, you almost hear
 The New Jersey Turnpike, is right there, right there
 Haul-ass, make your backwheels spin
 Get in the wind, you're under a hundred miles in
 When you reach the Lincoln Tunnel, black, hit me on my box
 We on the other side of that bitch with Cognac and glocks
 Primetime, New York, New York
 That's the place where the soldiers die, New York, New York
 That's the ghetto nigga's feelings, New York, New York
 That's the niggas that multiply, New York, New York
 Home, sweet home nigga, home team, nigga, home team
 Your home nigga, your home nigga, come on back, come on back
 Mash Out Posse, Firing Squad, ?99, baby ?99, hip hop, lock it down
 One time for your mind, salute, salute, First Family









