Luyện nghe bài hát I Run New York

[chorus - 50
The walls ears lil' nigga, I run New York,
when I ain't there lil' nigga, I run New York,
I said the walls have ears nigga, I hear when you talk,
Let's get this shit clear nigga, I run New York

1 - 50 Cent]
I up, stare at the ceilin',
I'm alive, a beautiful feelin',
I put my on right after I put on my drawers,
a habit I'm always prepared for war,
See my life's like some shit, you in a flick,
Bitches act like pornstars when sit on a dick,
When I was hit and out the I said "one more flick",
Test my aim in the range I'm like "one clip",
It's my brain, I'm insane, I be on shit,
Man I run Interscope, tryna annoy me,
Nuthin' but another employee,
He been in the game ten and he still ain't rich,
Even his mama upset that he still shit,
And he keep runnin his yap, I'ma take all that,
One more word out his mouth I'll Style's shit back,
See the nozzle on my tre pound is three long,
And the on the fo' fo's extremly strong,
With a little tre douche is pop, pop,
his ass up the block til his bitch ass drop,
And the he be kickin' none of 'em hot,
Cos he ain't got none of that shit he he got,
And he ain't did none of shit he said he did,
And I ain't got to be talkin 'bout this shit, (fuckin' faggot)

- 50 Cent]
I guess it's to see lil' nigga, I run New York,
I live in CC lil' nigga, but I run New York,
And I go to parties lil' nigga, but I run New York,
And I stay gettin Cs nigga, cos I run New York
(Yayo, 'em I run New York)

[verse 2 - Yayo]
My gun is longer yours, nigga, call your recouster,
da made more money than them thin tiny suits,
The game about da south, and rappin,
Jada fuckin punchlines, my went platinum,
Style's and sheek louch went plastic,
Yayo, Buck and was puttin out classics,
A hundred shots, a hundred clips, y'all to die,
Fat Joe a gangsta, he afraid to fly,
Automatic mossberg, who want a of this punk,
I had Ja Rule buryed and high heel punk,
stuck in a bullet-proof, man fuck that,
Homie, shoot up my whip, you only a scratch,
Yo, I cocaine, in your hotel lobby,
And beat you wit my pistol like did Charlie,
T.O.N.Y.Y.A.Y.O.,
My whole got doe, my Os on the fly hole,
C4s, we fly on linz,
And my lookin like, Flex likes yo' benz,

- 50 Cent]
When I'm down in DC lil' nigga, I 'em, I run New York,
When I'm out in Philly homie, I run New York,
I'm in VA I tell niggaz guess what, I run New York,
I'm in NC holla at the moon, cos I run New York,
(Yayo 'em I run New York)

[50 talking]
Now who the fuck told that lil' nigga he can talk to me like Catch my bottle up and roll him somewhere, [laughing] D.Y. wanna talk to me, wanna tell
me what's goin on. Want me to serve him somethin' for real, cos I'll serve, murder [laughing] eh, eh get Puffy on the phone, tell him I said, the
I said get out the mil for a second let me talk to him. Puffy da only nigga a muthafucka pops, tell him I won't buy the nigga Jadakiss pokes. Nigga
still a coupe. Ah, nigga, you in da way. You owe money nigga, aw man, now why you make me put yo' business in da street. Now niggaz know you ain't
shit, damn! I see yo' punk ass in da paper, cos you ain't returnin them jewels you borrowed, you better give 'em back, you dirty nigga. Ain't none of
shit you be wearin yours. [laughing] We coulda kept this secret, nigga. These niggaz I'm supposed to beef wit. Aw man, this fight is fixed, you set
up, [laughing] that's what he gonna say, "they set me up, man." I even go through that