NY NY Chords by Lloyd Banks

[Start]

[Chorus]
Am D7 Am D7
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Am    
Ayo Em
Am          
Did it again
      Am                                        
Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk
   Am                                 
We grimy we dirty in New York New York
      Am                                          
Blood spill around here and don't care about court
       Am                                            
Take a pack and bring it back and don't come up short
          Am                               
Cause any day can be your day so don't play
                                Am
Yay got the yay Fame got the AK OK
               E7                  
You scared get the fuck out the way
    Am              D7             
And pray them GUnit boys don't play


[Verse]
      A7         Am          A7                
Nah I can't play sax or pull a rabbit out a hat
D7                                                     
But I can cock back and blow your bladder out your back
D7                                       
Take that I'll show you niggas how to rap
    Am                                          
I'm crack that's snowy white powder on the track
                            D7                
I told fifty I was going to take it to the top
    A7                                          
Get close and get pop like hot bacon out the pot
    Am                                                 
And my goonys are loony and strip you naked on the spot
Am                                               
Ain't nobody scared in south Jamaica but the cops
    Am                                                 
And speaking' bout cops you niggas better stop quelling
       A7            D7                                         
And if I get knocked I'll make bread on your head by the million
                           Am                  
Call up the Ladens have em Taliban the building
Am                                                     
On {Veteran's} Day so they don't blow up the {children}


[Chorus]
      Am                                        
Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk
Am                                    
We grimy we dirty in New York New York
      Am                                          
Blood spill around here and don't care about court
       Am                                            
Take a pack and bring it back and don't come up short
          Am                               
Cause any day can be your day so don't play
                                Am
Yay got the yay Fame got the AK OK
    Am                             
You scared get the fuck out the way
                    A7             
And pray them GUnit boys don't play


[Verse]
  A7                          
I roll up cause it's a hold up
D7                              
Ain't nothing funny stop smiling
D7                               
It be the reason the crowd piling
A7                                 
Don't complain and die over a chain
Am                                    
Bang bang gang green neighborhood game
                                      A7    
You know me I'm slipper as them baggy sweets
        D7                              A7  
I throw a bitch out the crib like Jazzy Jeff
                D7                         Am  
All the hate is sidelining and they mad he next
                                          Am 
Cause I got the bunny's with them fatties yes
                 D7                   
My ride thumping talking shit stunting
        Am                                               
It will be repeated thumping if my finger push the button
         Am                      
Just for bluffing hit for nothing
        Am                                         
You can bust him it don't matter the vehicle custom


[Chorus]
      Am                                        
Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk
   Am                                 
We grimy we dirty in New York New York
      Am                                          
Blood spill around here and don't care about court
       Am                                            
Take a pack and bring it back and don't come up short
          Am                               
Cause any day can be your day so don't play
                                Am
Yay got the yay Fame got the AK OK
    Am                             
You scared get the fuck out the way
    Am                             
And pray them GUnit boys don't play


[Verse]
    Am                                              
I'm from New York New York niggas die for the cheese
                                            B7     
I air your house out like a can of fabreeze at ease
D7                               Am   
Ease up soldier I pull up in the rover
Am                            
Click clack ya whole life over
                              A7              
Baking soda in your work they gon' buy it nope
           A7                                    
Cause them fiends getting tired of that diet coke
D7                                      
I'm back baby mad hype like a crack baby
               Am               
Ask Slim Shady my gun game crazy


[Chorus]
      Am                                        
Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk
   Am                                 
We grimy we dirty in New York New York
      Am                                          
Blood spill around here and don't care about court
       Am                                            
Take a pack and bring it back and don't come up short
          Am                               
Cause any day can be your day so don't play
                                Am
Yay got the yay Fame got the AK OK
    Am                             
You scared get the fuck out the way
    Am                             
And pray them GUnit boys don't play


[Outro]
D7 Am D7 A7 D7
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