Featuring Fat Joe & Jadakiss | This is, this is...
This is, this is...
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Featuring Fat Joe & Jadakiss | This is, this is...
This is, this is...
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
[Chorus: Ja Rule]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga 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
Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits
Next time if you talk (you talk)
(And I know)
[Verse 1: Ja Rule]
Y'all niggas is pussy, punani, vagina
Your monologue's getting tired, now it's time to ride
Apprentice you're fired, you're no longer desired
So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire
I'm on fire; Harley dipped in octane
Let East Coast bang, let West Coast bang
And Rule gon' bring the ghetto gospel
To every hood possible, pushing through in the sky blue
Back with the Gods, you now, preferably the four pound
Slugs flying at the speed of sound
Tryin to catch the ears of niggas that's running their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn niggas to run in your house
I don't really understand what the running's about
But we're hunters, we take pride in airing our prey out
Leaving 'em layed out, dead, in just a sport
Cause we ain't playing up here in New York
[Chorus: Fat Joe]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
And you can tell the way the homie spit
That nigga, 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 nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
(And this is how we do)
[Verse 2: Fat Joe]
Nigga, 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 talking crazy how they're AK spit
But we done did some investigating, and they ain't spray shit
Not me, I'm the truth, homie, got the industry shook like
Naw, nigga, Joe gon' let 'em loose on me
True Story, I'm bringing the T back
Even Roy Jones was forced to Lean Back
My nigga Dre said, "grind, Cook"
Now we killing them hard
Niggas said I must've found Pun's rhyme book
Got bitches on top of the Phantom
And the pinky got bling, like the ring around Saturn
Cook Coke Crack, niggas fiend for that
And you already know the X is where the team be at, uhh
[Chorus: Jadakiss]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
Ruff Ryde, and D-Block and shit
Nigga, fuck what you thought (you thought)
And you can't take shit for granted
Cause life is too short (too short)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York
(HA-HAAAEEH! And this is how we do)
[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
I swear it couldn't be sweeter, life's a bitch
Depending on how you treat her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you gon' die, you might get missed
For maybe two or three hours, 'til they light they 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 the title, 'cause I'm in the hood
Like them little motorcycles
Stick up kids hoppin' out with them old rifles
Just doing shit for nothin', it's so spiteful, ha, I'm just like you
Word that niggas wanna murk you is in the air
A double shot of 'gac and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm confident
So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment
HA-HAAAEEH!
[Chorus/Outro: Ja Rule, Fat Joe, (Jadakiss) & All]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York
And you can tell the way the homie spit
That nigga I'm from New York, New York
(I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits
Next time if you talk, you talk
(And this is how we do)
这是，这是...
这是，这是...
我有一百枪，一百个剪辑
[合唱：JA规则]
我有一百枪，一百个剪辑
黑鬼我来自纽约（纽约）
我有一个半自动的唾液
下次如果你说话（你说话）
我有一百枪，一百个剪辑
黑鬼我来自纽约（纽约）
我有一个半自动的唾液
下次如果你说话（你说话）
（而且我知道）
[第1节：JA规则]
y'all niggas是pussy，普尼尼尼，阴道
你的独白累了，现在是时候骑车了
你被解雇的学徒，你不再需要
所以脱掉他们的傻瓜，戴上电线
我着火了;哈雷蘸辛烷值
让东海岸爆炸，让西海岸邦
和规则Gon'带来贫民窟福音
每次发动机都可能，推动天空蓝色
回到众神，你现在，最好是四磅
Slugs以声速飞行
试着抓住嘴巴的黑鬼的耳朵
我可能会让我的布鲁克林黑鬼在你家里跑
我真的不明白运行的事情
但我们是猎人，我们骄傲地播出了我们的猎物
离开'em奠定了，死了，只是一项运动
因为我们在纽约没有玩过
[合唱：胖乔]
我有一百枪，一百个剪辑
黑鬼，我来自纽约（纽约）
你可以告诉Homie Spit的方式
那个黑鬼，我来自纽约（纽约）
我有一百种方法来抓住
是的，我来自纽约（纽约）
你可以告诉我真正的无知
导致黑鬼，我来自纽约（纽约）
（这就是我们的方式）
[verse 2：胖乔]
黑鬼，我可以看到你的鼻子里的焦炭
这不是一部电影，甚至他都在全球吹嘘
而且我正要寻找上帝
但现在MA $ e回来了，我想我更宁愿找到一种霉菌
每个人都说话疯狂，他们是如何吐的
但我们完成了一些调查，他们不是喷雾屎
不是我，我是真理，同性恋，让行业摇了一声
Naw，Nigga，Joe Gon'让他们松散在我身上
真实的故事，我带回了t回来了
甚至罗伊·琼斯被迫倾斜
我的黑鬼dre说，“磨砺，煮”
现在我们努力杀了他们
黑鬼说我一定是找到双关语的押韵书
在幻影的顶部得到了婊子
而Pinky有Bling，就像周围的戒指一样
煮焦炭裂缝，黑鬼恶魔为此
你已经知道x是团队在哪里，呃
[合唱：Jadakiss]
我有一百枪，一百个剪辑
黑鬼，我来自纽约（纽约）
Ruff Ryde，D-Block和Shit
黑鬼，他妈的你的想法（你想）
你不能嘲笑理所当然
导致生命太短（太短）
我有一百枪，一百个剪辑
黑鬼，我来自纽约
（Ha-Haaaeeh！这就是我们的方式）
[第3节：Jadakiss]
我发誓它不可能更甜蜜，生活是一个婊子
取决于你如何对待她，你可能会致富
它保证你会死，你可能会错过
因为可能是两到三个小时，直到他们照亮他们的剥脱
那焦炭会给你很长一段时间
但是当我让他们知道涂料出来时，就像美国在线
明智醒来了，你知道他们说你应该得到它
每当你用眼睛睁开
我仍然拿着标题，因为我在引擎盖
喜欢他们小摩托车
用他们的老步枪贴上孩子们跳投
只是做了狗屎，这是如此恶意，哈哈，我就像你一样
Niggas想蠢你在空中
“GAC”和紫色的双击是空中
而且我不是很好的，我很自信
所以，当你告诉我，我是最好的，这是一个赞美
Ha-Haaaeeh！
[合唱/外部：JA统治，胖乔，（Jadakiss）＆全部]
我有一百枪，一百个剪辑
黑鬼，我来自纽约，纽约
你可以告诉Homie Spit的方式
那个黑鬼我来自纽约纽约
（我有一百名枪，一百块夹子
黑鬼，我来自纽约，纽约）
我有一个半自动的唾液
下次如果你说话，你谈谈
（这就是我们的方式）