This is New York lyrics

[Verse 1]
This is New York, f*ck I look like tellin' a n*gga good morning?
f*ck I look like being nice, sweet, charming and warming?
Get the f*ck out New York, you ain’t welcome anymore
Get the f*ck out New York, we ain’t feeling you no more

[Chorus]
Back the f*ck up, move the f*ck back
Back the f*ck up, move the f*ck back
Back the f*ck up, move the f*ck back
Back the f*ck up, move the f*ck back
b*tch, move
Can’t you see the baddies comin' through?
b*tch, vroom
Can’t you hear the baddies comin' through?

[Verse 2]
Make these n*ggas act a fool, I guess that’s what the fatty do
And I’m ready for whatever, I don’t gotta pick and choose
Shut the f*ck up 'cause you know you ain’t like that
That n*gga slapped you in your face and you ain’t fight back
You’s a pus*y-ussy, please don’t push me, scary ass n*gga
You’s a itchy-itchy little shrimpy hairy ass n*gga
On my life, I never seen n*gga come for me
But a few times, I made a couple n*ggas run from me
I’ll take the biggest n*gga in your crew and make ‘em hunt for me
These n*ggas lunch to me
They can’t smoke the blunt with me
Where the hood n*ggas at? That be trappin' on the block
Where my thot b*tches at? That gon' make that pus*y pop
Don’t come to Bronx with that sh*t 'cause we ain’t f*ckin' with that sh*t
Don’t come to Brooklyn with that sh*t 'cause we ain’t f*ckin' with that sh*t
Don’t come to Queens with that sh*t 'cause we ain’t f*ckin' with that sh*t ( Get the f*ck out)
Go to P.A with that sh*t
[Verse 3]
I ain’t got time for that lovey-dovey sh*t
All that heartwarmin', "How you feelin'?, Gimme huggie" sh*t
b*tch, I don’t wanna smile, b*tch, I wanna cry
I don’t wanna see him live, I wanna see that n*gga die
I’m tryna make a n*gga pop lock
Make a n*gga top drop
n*ggas gon feel this from B.X. to Far Rock
sh*t is gettin' hard for me
f*ck is n*ggas thinkin'?
They said they better than me? These n*ggas must be dreamin'

[Chorus]
Back the f*ck up, move the f*ck back
Back the f*ck up, move the f*ck back
Back the f*ck up, move the f*ck back
Back the f*ck up, move the f*ck back
b*tch, move
Can’t you see the baddies comin' through?
b*tch, vroom
Can’t you hear the baddies comin' through?

[Outro]
DMX
Where’s my dogs?
(pus*y ass n*ggas)