Luyện nghe bài hát N.y. State Of Mind

Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be
Musician, inflicting
Of I'm like Scarface sniffing cocaine
a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now
Bullet left in my peepholes
I'm up in street clothes
Hand me a and I'll defeat foes
Y'all know my steelo or without the airplay
I keep E&J, sitting bent up in the stairway
Or on the corner betting Grants with the celo champs
Laughing at base-heads, trying to sell some broken
get off quick, forever niggas talk shit
Reminiscing the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggas be running through the block
Time to the revolution, catch a body head for Houston
Once caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an
Pick the Mac up, brothers, "Back up," the Mac spit
was hitting niggas one ran, I made him back flip
Heard a few scream my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave another squeeze heard it yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it shoot now I'm in danger
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the
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 the game ain't the same
Got younger niggas the triggers bringing fame to they name
And some corners, crews without guns are goners
In broad daylight, kids, they run up on us
and gauges, Macs in fact
Same niggas'll catch a back to back, yo' cracks in black
There was a snitch on the block getting niggas
So hold your stash the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a
Inside keeps large niggas erasing and they wives basin
It deep as it does in my breath
I sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind

New York state of
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Be having dreams that I'ma gangster, drinking Moets, holding
sure the cash came correct then I stepped
Investments in stocks, sewing up the
To sell rocks, winning with mega cops
But just a nigga, walking with his on the trigger
enough figures until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the of brother made for you to start testing
Give me a Smith and Wessun have niggas undressing
Thinking of cash flow, and shelter
Whenever I'ma hijack Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, are strays
Young bitches is grazed each is like a maze
Full of black rats trapped, the Island is packed
From what I hear in all the when my peoples come back, black
I'm where the nights is jet black
The fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
And like 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 but I must maintain
And be prosperous, though we dangerous
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 tougher dice
I'm taking rappers to a new plateau, through rap
My rhyming is a vitamin, Hell a capsule
The criminal on beat breaks
put me in your box if your shit eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full of villians and
That's I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of Buddha and with beepers
In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I ya
Inhale deep like the words of my
I never sleep, cause sleep is the of death
I lay puzzle as I to earlier times
Nothing's equivalent, to the new york of mind

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New state of mind
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