Live From New York - Raekwon

Live From New York - Raekwon

  • Year of release: 1999
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 3:25

Below is the lyrics of the song Live From New York , artist - Raekwon with translation

Lyrics " Live From New York "

Original text with translation

Live From New York

Raekwon

Is you watchin what’s on my motherfucking neck nigga?

Li-li-live from New York (2x)

Live from New York

All white bolon, the allie pulled on

Kept his fade low, rocked suede in the snow, blue Tahoe

A wizard on the keyboard, eyes look bloodshot lord

Nevermind that, climb the award

In the system we just missed 'em

Came through banging nothing but Wu, the crowd blitzed 'em

Much love, autograph, carryin the champagne glasses

Crazy asses, niggas on his neck like ski masks

Chill step on me, axe slash through a little fifty and crash

I wanna drink, knew she’d pocket the cash

Buck summer night hype nigga, Iron Man blowin the mic

You motherfucking right, live highlight

Then I seen him, nigga was raw, stepped in

Bitches flexin' next to him, bad Mexicans

What up showin' you love, you got a real style

«Where you from?», «The Isle», that’s Staten Isle, love no doubt

Oh God, he had a drink about a hundred

Some strange nigga think he had a range, God got blunted

Pay attention this essent' like sacks and macks

He did the knowledge, ran to the bar and grabbed stacks

Now the whole parties bubblin', niggas got love his bug

He had on one glove, rollin' up drugs

Him and his Vikings ran through, stopped played the back then they walked

through, Live from New York where niggas hawk you

Gettin money and laced up, Live from New York

Gettin' reefer to blaze up, Live from New York

Gettin' niggas to dance and yellin', «Throw both hands up»

Won’t pull your pants up, Live from New York

Madonna money in our pocket, boating in a rocket

Bout to blast off, we charged like a socket

Whips be cleaner than a fuck, jewels basically struck

Straight up brolic style laying in the cut

Bottles strictly Dom, ring the alarm

Rollie on the arm, arms crossed, new sneakers on

Fly shit, Nikes the majority

NYC state of mind and we talk with authority

5 Boroughs is sterile, still out of town playing mellow

I thought I seen Shalon swade yellow

Rippin' it, new six flippin' it

Shorty is drip dippin' in it when she sit, throw dick in it

Came to conclusions, what’s the solution when your losin'?

Respect mine, now from the foul line

Streets is a part of us, teaching the seeds through the heart of us

Some get locked, that’s a scar on us

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