Luyện nghe bài hát I Run New York

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

[verse 1 - 50
I wake up, at the ceilin',
I'm alive, a beautiful feelin',
I put my on right after I put on my drawers,
It's a I'm always prepared for war,
See my like some shit, you seen in a flick,
Bitches act like when they sit on a dick,
I was hit and out the game I said "one more flick",
Test my aim in the range I'm "one more clip",
my brain, I'm insane, I be on some shit,
Man I run Interscope, tryna annoy me,
Nuthin' but another employee,
He been in the game ten years and he ain't rich,
Even his mama upset that he ain't shit,
And he keep his yap, like I'ma take all that,
One more word out his I'll push Style's shit back,
See the nozzle on my tre pound is three long,
And the trigger on the fo' extremly strong,
With a little tre is like pop, pop,
his ass up the block til his bitch ass drop,
And the verses he be kickin' 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 time to be talkin 'bout shit, (fuckin' faggot)

[chorus - 50
I guess it's easy to see 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 gettin Cs lil' nigga, cos I run New York
(Yayo, 'em I run New York)

[verse 2 - Tony
My gun is than yours, nigga, call your recouster,
da Locks made money than them thin tiny suits,
The game about da south, and rappin,
fuckin punchlines, my serp went platinum,
Style's and sheek went double plastic,
Yayo, and Banks was puttin out classics,
A shots, a hundred clips, y'all ready to die,
Fat Joe ain't a gangsta, he to fly,
Automatic mossberg, who a piece of this punk,
I had Ja Rule buryed and some high punk,
Feds in a bullet-proof, man fuck that,
Homie, shoot up my whip, you leave a scratch,
Yo, I slip cocaine, in hotel lobby,
And beat you wit my pistol like did Charlie,
T.O.N.Y.Y.A.Y.O.,
My clique 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 in DC lil' nigga, I tell 'em, I run New York,
When I'm out in Philly homie, I run New York,
When I'm in VA I tell niggaz 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 Cent
Now who the fuck told that lil' nigga he can talk to me 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, murder [laughing] eh, eh get Puffy on the phone, tell him I said, the
nigga I said get out the mil for a second let me talk to him. Puffy da only nigga a muthafucka pops, 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 them jewels you borrowed, you better give 'em back, you dirty nigga. Ain't none of that
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 even go through that