[bad word]  I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, [bad word] I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (you talk)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, [bad word] I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (you talk)
(And I know) Yall niggaz is [bad word]  [bad word]   [bad word]  Your +Monologue's+ getting tired, now it's time to ride You're print distrified, you're no longer desired So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire I'm on fire, holly dipped in octane Let each coast bang, let west coast bang [bad word] gonna bring the ghetto gospel To every 'hood possible, pushin through in the sky blue Back with the gods you now, preferably the 4 pound Slugs flyin at the speed of sound Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz [bad word] their mouths I might get my Brooklyn niggaz [bad word] in your house I don't really understand what [bad word] s about But we're hunters, we take pride in airin our prey out Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in just a sport 'cause we ain't playin up here in New York

[Fat Joe] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, [bad word] I'm from New York (New York)
And you can tell the way the homie spit, That [bad word]  I'm from New York (New York)
I got a hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New York (New York)
And you can tell I get real ignorant, 'cause [bad word]  I'm from New York (New York)
(And this is how we do) [bad word] I can see the coke in your nose This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe And I was just about to find god But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage And everybody talkin crazy how they're AK spit But we know this investigatin, and they ain't spray [bad word] Not me, I'm the [bad word] homie, got the industry shook like "Naw [bad word]  Joe gonna let 'em loose on me" [bad word] Story, I'm bringin the T back Even Roy Jones was forced to Lean Back My [bad word] Dre said grind cook
Now we killin them Hard niggaz, who said I must of found Pun's rhyme book
Got [bad word] on top of the Phantom
And the pinky got bling, like the ring around Saturn Cook coke, crack, niggaz fiend for that And you already know the x is where the team be at 

[Jadakis]  I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, [bad word] I'm from New York (New [bad word] Ryde, and D-Block and [bad word]  [bad word] [bad word] what you thought (you thought) And you can't take [bad word] for granted, because life is too short (too short)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, [bad word] I'm from New York (Aha, and this is how we do)
 I swear it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a [bad word] Depending on how you treat her, you might get rich It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get missed For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light their spliffs And that coke will get you a long time But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online Wise has awoken And you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with your eyes open I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles Stick up kids, hoppin out with them old rifles Just doin [bad word] for nothin, it's so spiteful Ha I'm just like you Word that niggaz wanna murk you is in the air double shot of yak and the purple is in the air And I'm not [bad word]  I'm confident So when you tell me I'm the best it's [bad word] 

 I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, [bad word] I'm from New York (New [bad word] Ryde, and D-Block and [bad word]  [bad word] [bad word] what you thought (you thought) And you can't take [bad word] for granted, because life is too short (too short) I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, [bad word] I'm from New York (Aha, and this is how we do)