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 ears lil' nigga, I hear 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, what a feelin',
I put my vest on right I put on my drawers,
It's a habit I'm always for war,
See my life's some shit, you seen in a flick,
Bitches act like pornstars they sit on a dick,
When I was hit and out the I said "one more flick",
Test my aim in the I'm like "one more clip",
It's my brain, I'm insane, I be on shit,
Man I run Interscope, Jada's tryna me,
Nuthin' but disgruntled employee,
He in the game ten years and he still ain't rich,
Even his mama upset he still ain't shit,
And he keep runnin his yap, like take all that,
One more word out his mouth I'll push Style's back,
See the nozzle on my tre pound is inches long,
And the trigger on the fo' fo's strong,
With a little tre is like pop, pop,
Chase his ass up the block til his ass drop,
And the verses he be 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 time to be talkin 'bout shit, (fuckin' faggot)

[chorus - 50
I guess it's easy to see nigga, I run New York,
Yeah I live in CC 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)

2 - Tony Yayo]
My gun is longer yours, nigga, call your recouster,
da Locks made more money than thin tiny suits,
The game da south, drugs and rappin,
Jada fuckin punchlines, my went platinum,
Style's and sheek louch went plastic,
Yayo, Buck and Banks was out classics,
A hundred shots, a clips, y'all ready to die,
Fat Joe ain't a gangsta, he to fly,
mossberg, who want a piece of this punk,
I had Ja buryed and some high heel punk,
Feds in a bullet-proof, man fuck that,
Homie, up my whip, you only leave a scratch,
Yo, I slip cocaine, in your lobby,
And you wit my pistol 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 rocks like, Flex likes yo' benz,

[chorus - 50
When I'm in DC lil' nigga, I tell 'em, I run New York,
I'm out in Philly lil' homie, I run New York,
When I'm in VA I tell niggaz what, I run New York,
I'm in NC niggaz 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 like that? Catch my bottle up and him somewhere, [laughing] D.Y. wanna talk to me, wanna tell
me what's goin on. Want me to him somethin' for real, cos I'll serve, murder [laughing] eh, eh get Puffy on the phone, tell him I said, tell the
nigga I said get out the mil for a second let me talk to him. Puffy da only nigga a muthafucka pops, tell him I 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' business in da street. Now niggaz you ain't
shit, damn! I see yo' punk ass in da paper, cos you ain't returnin 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. These niggaz I'm to beef wit. Aw man, this fight is fixed, you been set
up, [laughing] that's he gonna say, "they set me up, man." I ain't even go through that