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All The Critics In New York Lyrics by Westside Connection

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Westside Connection All The Critics In New York Lyrics
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 1 World Domination (Intro)
 2 Bow Down Lyrics
 3 Gangsta's Make the World Go Round Lyrics
 4 All The Critics In New York
 5 Do You Like Criminals Lyrics

Westside Connection All The Critics In New York Lyrics
 6 Gangsta's Don't Dance (Insert)
 7 Gangsta, the Killa and the Dope Dealer, The Lyrics
 8 Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K
 9 King Of The Hill Lyrics
10 3 Time Felons
11 Westward Ho Lyrics

Westside Connection All The Critics In New York Lyrics
12 Pledge, The (Insert) - (take)
13 Hoo-Bangin' (WSCG Style) - (mix)


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All The Critics In New York Lyrics by Westside Connection

Goddamn! New York City!
Skyscrapers and everything!

Back in the day, we used to respect why'all niggas
We used to be down with why'all niggas
All you have for the West Coast, is criticism and disrespect
So I say to you and your city
Why'all niggas will never get our respect again
Westside nigga (Keeping it real)
Yeah! (Keeping it real)

Westsiiiide!
Is Brooklyn in the house?!? (Check it out)
What about Queens in the house?!? (Inglewood!!!)
Manhattan in the house?!? (South Central)
Long Island in the house?!? (Check it out)
Is the Bronx in the house?!? (Waddup)
Staten Island in the house?!? (Woop woop)
The West Coast is in the house sayin'
Why you talkin' loud?!?
What you talkin' 'bout?!?

Fuck all the critics in the N-why-see
Who wants to rock the microphone after me?
Think of who you are and who you be
My energy holds it down like the NFC
I'm going thorough through your borough
Wit my Raider jacket and my jeri curl, gangstas rule the world
On the west, nevertheless, W-S
We got the bomb and you niggas got the stress

You couldn't have said it no better homeboy
With my automatic toy, I kill and destroy
These buster ass critics from the N-why-see
Don't they know that I be from the I-N-G
My peeps play for keeps, deep crews pay dues
By murder ones and twos, rip riders and Damus
Choose to stay gangsta, you never ever ran us
We bustin' clips like bananas, sportin' colored bandanas

It's the Mister hoodsta, cap peeler
Dusty ass New York critic killer
Dumping and pumping the motherfuckin' lead in their chest
Because ain't none of them niggas ever gave it up for the West
So now it's on and, the gauge in my pants got me limpin'
Fuck you-N-I-T-why, I'm coast trippin'
Saggin' as a Pelle, smashin' tape recorders
This is 187 on a New York reporter

"New York, New York"
"New York, New York"
"New York, New York"
"New York, New York"

Fuck all the critics in the N-why-see
Tryin to get an East hip-hop monopoly
But I've been writing gangsta shit since '83
When why'all was still scared to use profanity
Now everybody want to run and go and get triggers
And blame it on these West Coast seven-figure niggas
Just because we made it real niggas got to deal
I hope blood ain't got to spill, I kill

It's like the battle of the sexes
You want to treat us like bitches 'cause we're platinum when we flex this
With mic in hand, fans in the stands
We make a mill-ion from California to Japan, bitch
Went overseas, seen D's how we done it
88's to 100's to let me know who really run it
This West Coast gangsta shit got it crackin', or we jackin'
Packin' nina's and sellin' out arenas, niggas

You make me want to holler, throw up both ...
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Alternate spellings: west side connection.

Westside Connection All The Critics In New York Lyrics


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