Luyện nghe bài hát N.y. State Of Mind

Rappers I monkey flip em the funky rhythm I be kicking
Musician, composition
Of pain I'm like Scarface sniffing
a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now
Bullet left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street
Hand me a and I'll defeat foes
Y'all know my steelo or without the airplay
I some E&J, sitting bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner betting with the celo champs
Laughing at base-heads, trying to sell broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever talk shit
Reminiscing the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggas be running through the block
Time to start the revolution, catch a head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the was in the grass and
I ran a cheetah with 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 squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't now I'm in danger
pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the lobby
And it was filled with children probably couldn't see as as I be
(So what you saying?) It's like the ain't the same
Got younger niggas pulling the triggers bringing fame to they
And claim some corners, crews guns are goners
In daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
and gauges, Macs in fact
Same niggas'll catch a back to back, snatching yo' in black
was a snitch on the block getting niggas knocked
So hold your stash until the coke price
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta on a vacation
Inside information keeps niggas erasing and they wives basin
It drops deep as it does in my
I never sleep, cause sleep is the of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New state of mind

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

Be having dreams that I'ma gangster, Moets, holding Tecs
Making sure the cash came then I stepped
Investments in stocks, up the blocks
To sell rocks, winning with mega cops
But just a nigga, walking his finger on the trigger
Make enough until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the type of made for you to start testing
Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll have niggas
Thinking of flow, Buddha and shelter
Whenever I'ma hijack Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are
bitches is grazed each block is like a maze
Full of black rats trapped, the Island is packed
what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
I'm living the nights is jet black
The fiends to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
And lamp Capone, with drug scripts sewn
Or the legal luxury life, flooded with stones, homes
I got so many rhymes I think I'm too sane
Life is parallel to Hell but I must
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 that I write, is even tougher than dice
I'm taking to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhyming is a vitamin, Hell without a
The smooth on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if shit eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full of and creeps
That's I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of Buddha and bitches with
In the streets I can greet ya, blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep like the words of my
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 of mind
New state of mind
New York state of
New York of mind

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