Welcome to new york city
Welcome To New York City - Cam'ron
[Jay-Z] Turn the motherf**king music up
[Cam'Ron] Just Blaze man You owe me nigga
[Jay-Z]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Welcome to the Empire State
Home of the World Trade
Birthplace of Michael Jordan
Home of Biggie Smalls
Roc-A-Fella headquarters
Ladies and gentlemen Killa Cam Young Hov is definitely in the building
Brooklyn Harlem World
(Welcome to New York City welcome to New York City)
Stand the f**k up
[Jay-Z]
I'm a B K brawler
Marcy projects hallway loiterer
Pure coke copper get your order up
I bring 'em to Baltimore in the Ford Explorer
It's gonna cost you more if I gotta get 'em to Florida
Rucker game attender
With the Bent parked on the sidewalk with the temp plates on the fender
I ain't hard to find you catch me fronting center
At the Knick game big chain and all my splendor
Next to Spike and the pen left to write
I own Madison Square catch me at the fight
But damn once again if you pan left at the ice
If you the man that write checks with the hand that don't write
I go off the head when I'm rambling on the mic
And I go off the feds when I'm scrambling at night
And if it's off the set I brought hammers to the fight
But we from New York City right Cam
( Yeah damn right)
It's the home of 9-11 the place of the lost towers
We still banging we never lost power tell 'em
Welcome to New York City welcome to New York City
You all f**king with BK's banger and Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger there's nothing left to shape up
Welcome to New York City welcome to New York City
[Cam'Ron]
Yo there's a war going on outside no man is safe from
It don't matter if you three feet or eight-one
You'll get eight from me nine and straight blown
Wig split melon cracked all that on day one
Carry eight guns two in the trunk
Two in the waist two in the ankle two to just spank you
You can jam with them jammers blam with them blammers
It's hot here ask Mase he ran to Atlanta
You think we know what life do make wanna mold the cycle
Drinkers they so delightful blinging with so much ice
In front of sparks body of Castellano
Block away watched by Gotti and Gravano
It's la Cosa Nostra someone close approach you
They'll toast your gopher bread loaf with shofer
Old coke they raise up and snort blayze up your fort
Jay puff shine cases was caught
Midnight pick fights they love a victim
Watch him fore he watch you Killa
[Chorus (Juelz Santana)]
[Cam'Ron]
I'm from 101 west to Hunt 40th this shit is live
Fifth-floor 56 you know the zip district five
You're on 22nd you from two-one
That's on Lennox 7th ave was news one
[Jay-Z]
Coverage I synethestry
Got rise from defending me
'Cause New York'll miss me if I'm locked in the penitentiary
The judge said "Is this that thug from the kit kat club "
But I got enough chips stacked up to make a bitch to pack up
[Cam'Ron]
Killa I pinch that button I grip that snub to hit that thug
Lay up in a pitch black tug
You looking at rich black thugs to get that love
And we won't stop till I get back blood
Holla at 'em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing Marcy Nostrand Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day murder you in the dark
That's why the Johnny gun I'm holding
Wet niggas up like the johnny-pump is open
Homie I play hard
[Chorus (Juelz Santana)]
[Cam'Ron]
You all niggas man you all can't f**k around man
It's the ROC bitch Killa my nigga Jigga Sigel Beans
Diplomats man holla Dash
Get the f**k off our dicks
I own this shit right now man I ain't going nowhere
Welcome to New York City