Luyện nghe bài hát N.Y.C.

In the city of
You get up in the schemes
And fall apart in the tonight
boy he is the bomb, from B.K. to the Bronx
And the fortunate one who dies
(New York, you ready?)

He move from LAS to
A few for those who don't know
Down the hall a hole in the wall
out, all are in control
Certified son of a gun, life lesson 101
Don't fly too high on own supply
Get by the sun

'Cause in the of dreams
You get up in the schemes
And apart in the seam tonight
That boy he is the bomb, from B.K. to the
And the fortunate one who dies

He was NY's of the town
Heard out to the LI
He started models and he figured it out
He used to be a nice guy, then he cut that out

sex machine
No better a vowed fiend
She wanted a ride to the upper east
But he dropped her ass off in

in the city of dreams
You get caught up in the
And fall apart in the seam
That boy play his guitar
he was ready for war

You ready, K?
(And then he'd up his voice to the sky)
your man Nas here
Take it straight through New York

Yo, okay, my city, my town, my
Michael Bloomberg, forget you heard
I'm thought of highly, Louie, Gianni
LaCrosse shades, what can a boss say?

City, bus, the subway, cab, the
Ski and gunplay my past at a young age
The illest on the planet
Towers came down, Wall barely standin'

We Brothers, opposite of Brook Brothers
My of Scatman Crothers
It's just generations of to get
Five minutes with me
Interviews on how I sixty twos

This isn't my style, I spit what I'm livin' now
I'm out on the town, gold bars shuttin' it
Bottles stacked the floor to the ceilin'
Then it's a loud fool, fifty third street, near the Hilton
I'm fightin' the feelin' I had I was lightin' up buildings

Now I'm writin' for of listeners
Critics who don't get it
try dissin' us, New York full of kings and queens
All the rest mimic us

in the city of dreams
You get up in the schemes
And fall apart in the seam
boy would play his guitar
Like he was for war
And then he'd up his voice to the sky