Luyện nghe bài hát Jive Ass Turkey

They wanna score, niggas try to catch us
wanna score, tryna get one up, listen
They wanna score, everybody "New York!"
They wanna score, dude tryna with a broad
He wanna score, you don't get no points for
Dissin' New York, you get no points for that
girls mollies, you don't get no points for that
We the score, that's a fact

1]
Last artist to diss New York City suffered from low sales
Fix pants suit, I rocked his bells like LL
that, I caused his man not to prevail
I subtracted the Big from and his album fell
Next New York hater, lookin' like
Tryna diss the hip hop home, this my
You ain't no Trinidadian boy, you hilarious
You bride of Frankenstein, who you marryin'?
You the dumbest out the South, it don't get
Don't you know my spit thunder? You one hit wonder
Halloween mascot, wore your early
I seen you in your video with all costume jewelry

2]
Don't come back to New with that B.S. dawg
Niggas is lookin' for you the PS4
How you even try to come up out of your talk?
With your hairdo lookin' like de Blasio's son
If you a rude boy, why you don't talk like it?
If you from Atlanta, why you don't tote the hawk it?
Sweetest in Atlanta, peach, you ain't brave
You closer to a falcon, a bird out of its
Love hip hop, like Gunz, Joe Budden, Saigon
Papoose, my flow is enough to drown a lifeguard
Would give you some more bars, but you even worthy
Happy Thanksgiving, you jive ass