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king of new york - pudgee tha phat bastard lyrics

pudgee tha phat b*st*rd * “king of new york”
[emcee(s): pudgee tha phat b*st*rd]
[producer(s): dj slyce]
[co*producer (?): nick wiz]
[scratches: dj slyce]

[hook: pudgee tha phat b*st*rd and (sample with scratches by dj slyce)]
i’m the king of new york
the king of new york
the king of new york, the king of new york
(“the king!”) i’m the king of new york
the king of new york, the king of new york
(“the king!”) i be the king of new york
the king of new york, the king of new york
(“the king!”) i’m the king of new york
the king of new york, the king of new york
(“the king!”)

[verse 1: pudgee tha phat b*st*rd]
i’m the king of new york
‘cause of i how i walk sidewalks and talk
put in the clink for executing the criminal thoughts
carry myself like a soldiеr always for
all days, scr*pping in the project hallways
joints with lasers, drug*dеaling favors, n*gga
you start slipping, and we’ll be spitting razors
coke and water, alizé, tanqueray
heads hitting the lye, staying high all day
hey! boy, you ought to know how we flow
914, 718’ll let you know
‘cause i’ll make the most salary. people in my own
gallery wouldn’t challenge me like, “whaaa?!?”
keep it moving ‘cause i still do the rah*rah thing
and i can make an ak sing (n*gga!). the
trifling, acting, pistol*packing. watch
the rear*view ‘cause i’m car*jacking. king of new york
[hook: pudgee tha phat b*st*rd and (sample with scratches by dj slyce)]
i be the king of new york
(“the king!”) the king of new york
the king of new york, the king of new york
(“the king!”) i be the king of new york
(“the king!”) i be the king of new york
(“the king!”) i be the king of new york
the king of new york, i be the king of new york
(“the king!”)

[verse 2: pudgee tha phat b*st*rd]
no need
to wear a crown. i’m known to do my thing. even
run*d.m.c. wanna be down with the king, the
40*holding, dice*rolling, block*
*controlling, fronting in the lex’ that was stolen
when i used to run with the young crew
in my youth, we used to test .22s on the roof
don’t make me have to get real on you. you’ll never
get a fair one*on*one—i like to steal on you
no cake for the tellies, but honey ain’t care
i look good enough to get the s*x on the stairs
the pretty*boy face, jewels, and the leathers
playing the back? never. coming through like, “whatever”
ha! give you what you want, never fronted
i run with the n*ggas you call america’s most wanted
tell me who want it from the can’t trust him. i wanna
bust ‘em, too busy to stop and talk. king of new york
[hook: pudgee tha phat b*st*rd and (sample with scratches by dj slyce)]
i be the king of new york
(“the king!”) the king of new york
(“the king!”) i be the king of new york
(“the king!”) the king of new york, the king of new york
(“the king!”) i be the king of new york
(“the king!”) the king of new york
(“the king!”) i be the king of new york
(“the king!”) the king of new york

[bridge: pudgee tha phat b*st*rd and (sample with scratches by dj slyce)]
king of new york
the king of new york, n*gga (“be down”)
the king of new york
the king of new york (“be down”)
i be the king
the king of new york
the king of new york, the king of new york
the king of new york (“the king!”)

[verse 3: pudgee tha phat b*st*rd]
you people
know i play the know at my best day
respect me ‘cause they heard of me. the rest wanna murder me
the apple’s rotten, they be plotting their plans
sleep with the loaded pistol in the nightstand
crimes of passion, my plea was insanity
people i call my family dregs of humanity—ah!
can hardly take it. it’s hard to make it. put
something on the books for my people incarcerated
see me on the ave, be like, “yeah, it’s him again”
with po*po, we’re playing cowboys and indians
attitude happen, back*stabbing
smile in your face. when you turn around, i’m laughing
cut your throat. face the facts
fighting my black people fighting people ‘cause i’m black, i
keep it moving, won’t stop to talk
f*ck what you thought. n*gga, i’m the king of new york
[hook: pudgee tha phat b*st*rd and (sample with scratches by dj slyce)]
i be the king of new york
(“the king!”) i be the king of new york
(“the king!”) i be the king of new york
the king of new york (“the king!”), the king of new
york, i be the king of new york
(“the king!”) you know the king of new york
the king of new york (“the king!”), the king of new york
the king of new york (“the king!”)

- pudgee tha phat bastard lyrics

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