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 Scarface cocaine
Holding a M-16, see the pen I'm extreme, now
Bullet holes in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street
Hand me a nine and I'll defeat
Y'all know my with or without the airplay
I some E&J, sitting bent up in the stairway
Or either on the betting Grants with the celo champs
Laughing at base-heads, trying to sell some amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever niggas talk
Reminiscing about the last the Task Force flipped
Niggas be running through the block
Time to start the revolution, a body head for Houston
Once caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, brothers, "Back up," the Mac spit
Lead was niggas one ran, I made him back flip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't
Gave another squeeze heard it yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the lobby
And it was with children probably couldn't see as high as I be
(So what you saying?) It's like the game ain't the
Got niggas pulling the triggers bringing fame to they name
And claim some corners, crews without guns are
In daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
and gauges, Macs in fact
Same niggas'll a back to back, snatching yo' cracks in black
was a snitch on the block getting niggas knocked
So hold your stash until the coke price
I this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
You slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggas and they wives basin
It drops deep as it in my breath
I sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is
I of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind

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Be having dreams I'ma gangster, drinking Moets, holding Tecs
Making sure the cash correct then I stepped
Investments in stocks, sewing up the
To rocks, winning gunfights with mega cops
But just a nigga, walking with his on the trigger
Make enough until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the of brother made for you to start testing
Give me a and Wessun I'll have niggas undressing
Thinking of cash flow, Buddha and
Whenever frustrated I'ma Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, are strays
Young bitches is grazed block is like a maze
Full of rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
I'm where the nights is jet black
The fiends fight to get I just max, I dream I can sit back
And lamp like Capone, with scripts sewn
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded stones, homes
I got so many rhymes I think I'm too sane
Life is parallel to Hell but I maintain
And be prosperous, we live dangerous
Cops just arrest me, blaming us, we're held like hostages
It's only right that I was to use mics
And the stuff that I write, is tougher than dice
I'm taking rappers to a new plateau, through rap
My is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat
put me in your box if your 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 and bitches with beepers
In the streets I can greet ya, blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep the words of my breath
I sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
I lay puzzle as I backtrack to times
Nothing's equivalent, to the new york of mind

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