New York AZ (Ft. Ghostface Killah & Raekwon)

[Verse 1: AZ]
This is that, Rikers Island, not slipping rap flows
For them box bitten bing monsters, sniffin' that blow
Block huggers know the style, triple that dough
Forty cal. for them cock suckers, sit ‘em back slow
What y'all know about coke pies, give 'em that low
I’m Malcolm before the bow tie, the simple cash flow
Rap NY, no lie, my side is Tabasco, so hot
Crooked cops are searching your asshole, it's the drop
That freeze niggas right where they stand for the gwap
Niggas'll play Pac and pop at they man, it don't stop
We up top, but we locked and landing
He roadblock, he flow shots, get ghost and scram
Gingerbread niggas on the run from feds
Shit is sick, pretty chicks'll put a gun to ya head
Never a vic', either think quick or end up dead
'Cuz when we flip, what's left to be said? New York
New York, New York, New York

[Refrain: Samples *scratched by DJ Premier*]
"New York, New York" "Number One"
"New York, New York" "Keep it real" "I get ill"
"New York, New York" "Number one"
"New York, New York" "The city" "I gotta get in"
"New York, New York" "Number One"
"New York, New York" "Keep it real" "I get ill"
"New York, New York" "Number one"
"New York, New York" "The city" "I gotta get in"