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    Rowdy Rebel, Jadakiss, & A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie “New York” Music Video with “Rebel vs Rowdy” Album 

    Rowdy Rebel had been waiting a long time for this. Following a six-year prison sentence, the Brooklyn lyricist has made a quick comeback by providing his devoted fans with a multitude of singles and collaborations.

    Rowdy Rebel returned back into the music scene on June 15th with the release of his eagerly anticipated debut album, “Rebel vs. Rowdy.” New York natives  A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie and veteran Jadakiss are featured in the video for “New York,” which is meant as a homage anthem tributes to Rowdy’s birthplace.

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    The album’s 17 songs include Fivio Foreign on the drill-inspired anthem “Paid Off,” where he swears his allegiance to the industry and Dreezy on “Married To The Streets”. Drizzy Juliano and Kamikaze Kai, who also featured on “Shinin,” are additional guests. Along with French Montana on “Master P”.

    The rappers take over New York City and ride the MTA together during the video, which was directed by G Train Productions. The three rappers describe their triumphs and struggles over a heavy beat supported by high energy drum rhythm, which they simply link to their rough, New York-raised mentality. Fabolous, Don Q, and Fat Joe made guest appearances in the video as well. You can see all three of them Fat Joe, Fabolous, Don Q, and others on the metro and in well-known areas throughout the music video.

    Rowdy Rebel, Jadakiss, & A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie “New York” Lyrics:

    [Intro: Rowdy Rebel & A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
    New York, the real New York
    I'm outside, I don't live in Miami, I don't live in Colorado
    Come to my block and see me, my n****
    All of y'all, you know I be down there
    This is kiss, I'm out─
     
    Icy bust down on a wrist
    I had to put it on my bucket list
    I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
    My n****, I'm from New York, f*** what you thought
    I'm always dressed up in designer s***
    They re-change us, pretenders
    My ex throwin' shots, she's just like my opps
    They always end up tryna spin blocks
    [Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
    Icy bust down on a wrist
    I had to put it on my bucket list (I had to put it on)
    Huh, I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
    My n****, I'm from New York, f*** what you thought (I'm always)
    I'm always dressed up in designer s***
    They re-change us, prеtenders
    My ex throwin' shots, shе's just like my opps
    Always end up tryna spin blocks
     
    [Verse 1: Rowdy Rebel]
    I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
    B****, I'm from New York, f*** what you thought
    I'm quick to tell a B**** to suck a d***
    Like f*** what you thought, B****, I'm too sauce
    She won't catch me cuddlin' in my Cullinan
    Especially when I'm outside bubblin'
    Yeah, shorty sexy, but, I really want her friend
    Knowin' if I hit it once, I'm probably gon' hit again
    No cap, look
    AP, straight runner, no tap
    In this two-seater with the heat up to the max
    Bumpin' old school slick Drake with the patch
    Thinkin' 'bout where I came from, I can never go back
    'Cause they don't really make 'em like this anymore
    Be on fifty for your dog, if it's litty, go to war
    You get jammed on that mission, don't go tellin' what you saw
    She can tell I'm from New York, just the way a n**** talk
    [Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & Rowdy Rebel]
    Icy bust down on a wrist (Huh?)
    I had to put on my bucket list (I had to put on)
    Huh, I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
    My n****, I'm from New York, f*** what you thought (I'm always)
    I'm always dressed up in designer s***
    They re-change us, pretenders
    My ex throwin' shots, she's just like my opps
    Always end up tryna spin blocks
     
    [Verse 2: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
    Hard-headed jacket, my belt Hermès
    You want me to throw this cash, better shake that a**
    I'm a New York n****, only bigger
    Okay, I'm a Lil Mane, yeah, f*** how you feel
    I can go back to the hood, yeah 'cause I'm good there
    n****s say the realest s***, but be the fakest, yeah
    Only if you understood, my n****
    Just know I love you even though I never say it, yeah
    Brodie always got my back, with the big MAC, yeah
    We ain't blood, it just look like we related, yeah
    In my bag, watch your mouth 'fore we watch your house, B****
    (When it's murder on your mind, it's hard to think about s***)
    Still shakin' up the dice like I'm on my last round
    Wanna talk about the past when we get him back, yeah
    Get the money, write the Mike Amiri on my a**
    Drive the Bentley, ride the pension, but the first and last, yeah
    [Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & Jadakiss]
    Icy bust down on a wrist (Icy, bust down)
    I had to put on my bucket list (I had to put on)
    Huh, I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips (A hundred, n****)
    My n****, I'm from New York, f*** what you thought
    I'm always dressed up in designer s*** (I'm always, fly)
    They re-change us, pretenders (You know we fly, n****)
    My ex throwin' shots, she's just like my opps (f*** everyone)
    Always end up tryna spin blocks (Hahaha)
     
    [Verse 3: Jadakiss]
    Yeah, I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips (Brrt)
    I'm from New York, f*** what you thought
    Life is too short, I don't do shorts (Uh-uh)
    I done sold everything, crack to new ports (Woo)
    'Bout that action, 'bout that goon talk (Yeah)
    Drop the coke in the pot, watch it moonwalk (Ayy)
    Wait for his heart to stop, don't zoom off (Uh-uh)
    Grown man watch hoppin' out of the two-door (Yes)
    I'm from the apple where you learned how to grapple, it's f***ed up
    'Cause now, they clap you (Yeah)
    Put you around is what you will adapt to (Uh-huh)
    We in the building, plus, we on the map too (Yes)
    We put it in baggies, now, they put it in capsules (Woo)
    The Mecca of HipHop, this is the chapel (Yeah)
    You ain't f***in' with it, you is a hater
    Rowdy Rebel, A Boogie, and Jada (Yeah)
     
    [Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & Rowdy Rebel]
    Icy bust down on a wrist (What?)
    I had to put on my bucket list (I had to put on my bucket list)
    Huh, I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
    My n****, I'm from New York, f*** what you thought
    I'm always dressed up in designer s*** (I'm always)
    They re-change us, pretenders
    My ex throwin' shots, she's just like my opps
    Always end up tryna spin blocks
    

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