Luyện nghe bài hát N.y. State Of Mind

Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky I be kicking
Musician, inflicting
Of pain I'm like sniffing cocaine
Holding a M-16, see the pen I'm extreme, now
Bullet left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in clothes
Hand me a nine and defeat foes
know my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, bent up in the stairway
Or either on the betting Grants with the celo champs
at base-heads, trying to sell some broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever niggas talk
Reminiscing the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggas be running through the shooting
Time to start the revolution, catch a head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac
Lead was niggas one ran, I made him back flip
Heard a few chicks my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave another squeeze it click yo, my shit is stuck
Try to it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger
Finally it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I'm to the building lobby
And it was filled children probably couldn't see as high as I be
(So what you saying?) It's like the game the same
Got younger niggas pulling the triggers bringing fame to they
And claim some corners, crews without guns are
In broad daylight, stickup kids, run up on us
and gauges, Macs in fact
Same niggas'll catch a back to back, snatching yo' cracks in
There was a snitch on the block getting niggas
So hold your stash the coke price drop
I this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta on a vacation
Inside information keeps large erasing and they wives basin
It deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, is defined
I of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind

New York state of
New state of mind
New state of mind
New state of mind

Be having dreams that I'ma gangster, drinking Moets, Tecs
Making sure the cash came then I stepped
Investments in stocks, up the blocks
To sell rocks, winning gunfights with mega
But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the
Make enough figures until my pockets get
I ain't the of brother made for you to start testing
Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll niggas undressing
Thinking of flow, Buddha and shelter
Whenever frustrated I'ma hijack
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are
bitches is grazed each block is like a maze
Full of black trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I hear in all the stories my peoples come back, black
I'm where the nights is jet black
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit
And lamp Capone, with drug scripts sewn
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded stones, homes
I got so many rhymes I don't I'm too sane
Life is parallel to but I must maintain
And be prosperous, though we live
Cops could just arrest me, blaming us, we're held hostages
only right that I was born to use mics
And the stuff I write, is even tougher than dice
I'm taking rappers to a new plateau, rap slow
My rhyming is a vitamin, without a capsule
The smooth criminal on breaks
put me in your box if your shit eats tapes
The never sleeps, full of villians and creeps
That's where I learned to do my had to scuffle with freaks
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of and bitches with beepers
In the I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
deep like the words of my breath
I sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier
Nothing's equivalent, to the new york state of

New York state of
New York of mind
New York of mind
New York state of

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