Перевод песни Busta Rhymes – New York Shit

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If you from New York stand up right now!
If you from New York hands up right now!!!
Get it up, get it up, get it get it get it up!!!
Yeah! Yeah! I’m on my New York shit
Hat to the back on my New York shit
(WOO! WOO!) Yeah, I’m on my New York shit (Oh!)
Timbs with the shorts on my New York shit (Come on!)
I’m on my New York shit
Ridin on the train on my New York shit
Burner in the club on my New York shit
Razor in my mouth on my New York shit (Ladies and Gentlemen!!!)
Yeah! I’m on my New York shit
Got the world followin the New York script
Hustle with Timbs and hoodies on my New York flip
Rubberband stack money with my New York click
Yeah! I’m on my New York shit
I rep the Giants, the Jets, New York Knicks
Tailor-made clothin with my New York stitch
My chick bangin don’t you see my New York bitch
Yeah! I’m on my New York shit
You niggas know we deserve the props we get
Ridin up in the range I’m in my New York whip
International chicks on my New York dick
Yeah! I’m on my New York shit
See how I kill it with my New York spit
Thanks to the boroughs now I’m New York rich
The way I flood 'rm thoro with my New York hits
Yeah! Yeah! I’m on my New York shit
Kid Capri on my New York shit (Come on!)
DJ Red Alert on my New York shit (Bounce!)
Funkmaster Flex on my New York shit (Shit!)
WOO! I’m on my New York shit
B.I.G. on my New York shit
(WOO!) Big Pun on my New York shit
Jam Master Jay on my New York shit
BVD’s and durags nigga
Stand on the corners, God build on five percent lessons
Got a nickel crack hand on hand niggas
On a hustle rebellin, while the D’s calculatin who sellin
Sell drugs right in front of the deli
Pancho know what we doin and while we bubblin our corner be brewin
Introduce you to the new walk nigga, and the new talk nigga
That’s how we do when we in New York niggas
Yeah! Yeah! I’m on my New York shit
Every hood love me for my New York skill
I got alot of money on that New York strip
Gully rock a scully with a New York fit
Yeah! I’m on my New York shit
Run up in The Tunnel catch a New York vick
O.D.B. reppin New York sick
Shit you want the truth take a New York trip
Yeah! I think it’s about time for y’all to give New York there shit back
Y’all know where the crown belong, y’all know we started this shit
You know we gave birth to all of this shit
Don’t get it confused nigga, Flipmode bitch!!! Full Surface bitch!!!
To the family that helped me get rich since day one
Chris Lighty, James Cruz, Mona Scott, the whole Violator family bitch!!!
Big up to Nas, big up to Jay-Z, big up to Roc-A-Fella, big up to Ruff Ryders
DMX, EPMD, Jazzy Joyce, Cocoa Chanelle, Green Lantern, Mister Cee, DJ Enuff
DJ Camilo, DJ Envy, Clue, Kay Slay, the voice of New York Angie Martinez
Grandmixer DST, yeah, Grandwizard Theodore
Grandmaster Flash, I’m a take it all the way back
Run-D.M.C., LL Cool J, Ralph McDaniels
Cold Crush Brothers, Fab 5 Freddy, Funky Four Plus One More, Zulu Nation
Spoonie Gee, Five Percent Nation Of Islam, Yeah! Wu-Tang, Treacherous Three and
all of that
Busy B whattup!!! Brucie B, Luv Bug Starski ya nah mean, Big Daddy Kane, Rakim,
Kool G. Rap
We 'gon keep it goin, Public Enemy, B.D.P. I wanna big up producers like Pete
Rock, Marley Marl
Premo, Eric «Vietnam» Sadler, Keith Shocklee, Large Professor, Easy Mo Bee,
Diamond D
Howie T, Mantronix, yeah, Awesome Two, hey y’all I can’t forget my nigga Biz
Just Ice, Lord Finesse, MC Shan, Cutmaster DC, UTFO, Whodini, Doug E.
Fresh, Slick Rick
Ultramagnetic, X-Clan, Nice N Smooth, yeah, aiyyo, let me big up my ladies!!!
My ladies and mothers of hip hop, MC Lyte, Salt N Pepa, Latifah, Sha Rock
All the Roxannes, The Real Roxanne, Roxanne Shante, yeah, Pebbly Poo
Yeah yeah we fuckin y’all head up boy, we takin it back nigga!!!
Yeah! I ain’t finshed yet! Mr. Magic, Chuck Chillout, Audio Two
A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul, Black Sheep, Jungle Brothers
Leaders Of The New School nigga! P. Diddy and the whole Bad Boy!
Brand Nubian nigga! A ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!! I ain’t forgettin shit!
Kool Herc, Afrika Bambaata, the fathers of this shit, thank y’all