NYG is an acronym for "New York Groupie". A New York Groupie is a person not from New York City who has a strange obsessive–compulsive disorder which forces them to constantly talk about New York City in a negative manner. NYG's are known to have severe cases of delusions of grandeur based on their city's murder and crime rates compared to New York City's. NYG's are also known to travel in flocks and cosign each others every negative comment towards New York City, whether the comment is a fact or not. NYG's are experts in New York City's gang culture, street culture, drug culture, prison culture, and fashion culture; even more so than a person actually from New York City. The NYG phenomenon has seen massive widespread growth recently due to the internet.
Have you been on thehoodup.com lately? Man, that place is full of NYG's.
NYG - N***a (Nigga) You Gay!
Most often heard from Riley Freeman of adultswim's "The Boondocks," 'N***a You Gay' is stated after a seemingly homosexual statement or act. NYG is simply the acronym for the saying, which is commonly used in blogs, chat, web bulletins and comments.
Guy 1: I thnk it's ok for a man to wear pink. I mean, if ur confident...
Guy 2: Srsly? So u see a dude in a store with a pink t-shirt, pink shoes, and pink shades...it's okay?
Guy 1: I mean...as long as he's comfortable w/ it...
Guy 2: NYG!
New York Gangsta
New York Gangster
New York Gang-Star
Im a NYG like Jeremy Shockey,
come through drop my coupe like i meant to be sloppy
I got DJ's kickin karate,
cause they throw my wax on and take your wax off like Mr. Myagi
Pimpin, Im cocky, I slap your broad on the cheek
and send her home barefooted, you massaging her feet
you probably go down on a freak, youre hardly a meat
but we aint mad cause your proving, you are what you eat
your squadron is weak, speak and get a broken something
need a plate in ya grill like a toaster oven
fuck it, they even got dojas frontin
shakin your cola, only time your coke was bubbling cousin
Cal get weight wit no problemo
ride around ya block, sell it out the car window
and ya moms been know, that I chop rocks
that make your father cop like Carl Winslow