Luyện nghe bài hát N.y. State Of Mind

Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be
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 and I'll defeat foes
Y'all my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep E&J, sitting bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner betting Grants the celo champs
Laughing at base-heads, trying to sell broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever niggas talk
Reminiscing about the last 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 Mac-10 was in the and
I ran a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac
Lead was hitting one ran, I made him back flip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't
another squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it shoot now I'm in danger
Finally pulled it back and saw three caught up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the building
And it was filled children probably couldn't see as high as I be
(So what you saying?) like the game ain't the same
Got younger niggas pulling the triggers bringing fame to they
And claim corners, crews without 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 price drop
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in pots, but yo
You slide on a vacation
Inside keeps large 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 when I'm in a New York state of mind

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

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

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

Nas