KRS and Melodie, live together with D Nice, and Harmony 
Side by side with Rebecca, D Square, Sidney 
B, D, P! 
One, two, three, four, yes! 

I got a hundred gun two hundred clips 
Goin' to New York, New York 
I got a hundred gun two hundred clips 
Goin' to New York, New York 

Well, I'm drivin my car, cross country 
With a hundred guns and about six G 
Me driving through a town, me see two cops 
They lookin' at me funny like they really want stop 
Me just turn my head, and gwan on me way 
Put hip hop 'ina de tape and press play 
Me get one block and me hear pull ovah 
The guns are in the trunk, with a thin covah 

They ask me for ID, driver's license prefer 
Me ask them, was I breakin any law, officer? 
They said oh yes, you passed country line 
Niggers in these here parts now is a crime
I said is that so? And cocked back me nine 
Bust two shots, 'ina the bwoy head top 
His knees just a buckle, and his body a drop
Me put the car in drive, and me did not stop 
When I get to new york, I'm gonna set up shop bwoy! 

I got a hundred gun two hundred clips 
Goin' to New York, New York 
I got a hundred gun two hundred clips 
Goin' to New York, New York 
One, two, three, four 

Me in a hotel, off ninety five north 
Everything's fine, and yes me on course 
Me walk to a bathroom, take a lickle leak 
But right out the window, I can hear the cops speak 
We have the place surrounded we're about to move in 
That's when I pick up my nine and just begin 
Pump pump pump! First copper hit the ground 
Pump pump pump! Second copper go down 

Me jump out the window, tryin' not to make a sound 
Me run to the car, gunfire all around 
I start up the engine, bust the barricade 
All because illegally I want to get paid 
Pump pump pump! There goes my tire 
Me spun out of control, the car caught on fire 
Me jump out the car, put me hands in the air 
Cops just surrounding me with pistols everywhere 

They put me in the backseat of their car handcuffed 
Pushed out them chests like they're big rough and tough 
A cop come and said, you'll never sell your guns now
I said "it doesn't matter, you'll sell them anyhow 
You take the guns from me, you sell them for a fee 
Anyway you put it, they'll get in the city 
Ha ha ha so still 

I got a hundred gun two hundred clips 
Goin' to New York, New York 
I got a hundred gun two hundred clips 
Goin' to New York, New York 

I got a hundred gun two hundred clips 
Goin' to New York, New York 
I got a hundred gun two hundred clips 
Goin' to New York, New York, fiyah!