Luyện nghe bài hát I Run New York

[chorus - 50
The walls have ears nigga, I run New York,
Even when I there lil' nigga, I run New York,
I said the walls have lil' nigga, I hear when you talk,
Let's get shit clear lil' nigga, I run New York

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

- 50 Cent]
I it's easy to see lil' nigga, I run New York,
Yeah I 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 lil' nigga, cos I run New
(Yayo, 'em I run New York)

[verse 2 - Tony
My gun is than yours, nigga, call your recouster,
da Locks more money than them thin tiny suits,
The game about da south, and rappin,
Jada fuckin punchlines, my went platinum,
Style's and louch went double plastic,
Yayo, and Banks was puttin out classics,
A hundred shots, a hundred clips, ready to die,
Fat Joe ain't a gangsta, he to fly,
Automatic mossberg, who want a of this punk,
I had Ja Rule buryed and some high punk,
Feds stuck in a bullet-proof, man that,
Homie, shoot up my whip, you only a scratch,
Yo, I slip cocaine, in your lobby,
And beat you wit my like Kane 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,
When I'm in VA I tell 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 nigga he can talk to me like that? 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, [laughing] eh, eh get Puffy on the phone, tell him I said, tell 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 ain't a coupe. Ah, nigga, you in da way. You owe money nigga, aw man, now why you make me put yo' 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. niggaz I'm supposed to beef wit. Aw man, this fight is fixed, you been set
up, [laughing] that's what he gonna say, "they set me up, man." I ain't even go through