[Verse 1: Ice Water]
Sit your five dollar ass down before I make change
You gon' remember Ice Water and the Snowgoons gang
Level Five hurricane mixed with acid rain
I don't talk about jewelry, that's a rapper thing
I'm a real MC so that's not happening
It's the arts and crafts what y'all lackening
That's why I can't stop myself from laughening
Overseas I got LPs about to get launched
Forget the kids, I got something to leave my nieces and aunts
International empire that leads back to the Bronx
Originators who answered the real hip hop song
To be as high got Autotune? I won't get on
The only pain all my cause 'cause I've been broke so long
I don't make hits with no magic wand
You make electro dance music, that's a false alarm
You cross your legs down from the X when we crossing arms
[Chorus: AG]
New York, New York, this is where I walk
That is how we play, this is how I talk
The apple is rotten but that ain't a problem
And it ain't a problem if you don't get caught
New York, New York, this is where I walk
That is how we play, this is how I talk
The apple is rotten but that ain't a problem
And it ain't a problem if you don't get caught
[Verse 2: Nutso]
Yo, I take a bite from the rotten apple, spit the worm out
Like I'm drinking tequila up at Earl's house
New York, New York, yeah that's my city
The pregnant baby moms, there's cracks under they titties
And make sales tryna get they mans outta jail
And once he come home back to the hood to raise hell
Who you talkin'? That's what the hick niggas say
Dominican niggas that grew up around my way
When the guns jam on 'em, they machete your legs
Five borough strong, yeah, we out for the bread
Don't get it twisted, Nutso rep the district
You been a delinquent, stay up in the kitchen
Cooking up them chickens, kilos of the snow
Summertime feel like Christmas, fifty below
Stovetop special, powder on a plate
Pass it off to AZ so he can serve it with an eight
[Chorus: AG]
New York, New York, this is where I walk
That is how we play, this is how I talk
The apple is rotten but that ain't a problem
And it ain't a problem if you don't get caught
New York, New York, this is where I walk
That is how we play, this is how I talk
The apple is rotten but that ain't a problem
And it ain't a problem if you don't get caught
[Verse 3: Tre Seven]
37 Ave what I rep
For all the work that get stepped on, Corona, Queens getting our rec on
Still on the concrete pavement duckin' police
Hustlin' tryna get dollars with paroles
Forty belows and some coneheads
That's the attire wake up on this
Rep the borough with the Q in the front (Queens)
In the rotten apple you can do what you want (Whatev)
From the era, run that homie, you can hold that
Goons will welcome you in like a doormat
Sippin' Cognac, fuck a cold chat
If they interfere, they can hold that
Make sure you empty out the cartridge
You got a knife then you ripping off some cartilage
Did a crime and never get caught
Not guilty, your honor, Freeway gon' walk
[Chorus: AG]
New York, New York, this is where I walk
That is how we play, this is how I talk
The apple is rotten but that ain't a problem
And it ain't a problem if you don't get caught
New York, New York, this is where I walk
That is how we play, this is how I talk
The apple is rotten but that ain't a problem
And it ain't a problem if you don't get caught