Luyện nghe bài hát I Run New York

[chorus - 50
The have ears lil' nigga, I run New York,
when I ain't there lil' nigga, I run New York,
I said the walls have lil' 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, what a feelin',
I put my vest on right I put on my drawers,
It's a habit I'm prepared 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 range I'm like "one clip",
It's my brain, I'm insane, I be on shit,
Man I run Interscope, Jada's annoy me,
Nuthin' but another employee,
He been in the game ten years and he still rich,
Even his mama that he still ain't shit,
And he keep runnin his yap, I'ma take all that,
One more word out his mouth I'll push shit back,
See the on my tre pound is three inches long,
And the trigger on the fo' fo's strong,
With a little tre douche is 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 of that shit he says he got,
And he did none of that shit he said he did,
And I ain't got time to be 'bout this shit, (fuckin' faggot)

- 50 Cent]
I it's easy to see lil' 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)

[verse 2 - Yayo]
My gun is longer yours, nigga, call your recouster,
da made more money than them thin tiny suits,
The about da south, drugs and rappin,
Jada fuckin punchlines, my 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 a gangsta, he afraid to fly,
Automatic mossberg, who a piece of this punk,
I had Ja Rule and some high heel punk,
Feds stuck in a bullet-proof, man that,
Homie, shoot up my whip, you only a scratch,
Yo, I slip cocaine, in hotel lobby,
And beat you wit my pistol Kane 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 rocks like, Flex likes yo' benz,

[chorus - 50
When I'm down in DC lil' nigga, I 'em, I run New York,
When I'm out in lil' homie, I run New York,
I'm in VA I tell niggaz guess 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? 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 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 won't buy the nigga Jadakiss pokes.
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 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. none of that
shit you be wearin yours. We coulda kept this secret, nigga. These niggaz I'm supposed to beef wit. Aw man, this fight is fixed, you been set
up, [laughing] that's what he say, "they set me up, man." I ain't even go through that