NY NY Lloyd Banks (Ft. Tony Yayo)

[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Ay
Ayo, Em
Did it again

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Don't talk tough-talk unless you walk the walk
We grimy, we dirty in New York, New York
Blood spill 'round here, they don't care about court
You take a pack, you bring it back and don't come up short
'Cause any day can be your day, so don't play
Yay got the yay, Fame got the AK, ok
You scared, get the fuck out the way
And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah
Nah, I can't play sax or pull a rabbit out a hat
But I can cock back and blow your bladder out your back
Take that, I'll show you lil niggas how to rap
I'm crack, that's snowy white powder on the track
I told 50, I was going to take it to the top
Get close and get pop like hot bacon out the pot
And my goons are loony, they strip you naked on the spot
Ain't nobody scared in south Jamaica, but the cops
And speakin' of cops, you niggas better stop squealing
If I get knocked, I'll make bread on your head by the million
Call up the Ladens, have 'em Taliban the building
On {Veteran's} Day so they don't blow up the {children}