Luyện nghe bài hát N.y. State Of Mind

Rappers I monkey em with the funky rhythm I be kicking
Musician, inflicting
Of pain I'm like Scarface sniffing
Holding a M-16, see the pen I'm extreme, now
holes left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in clothes
Hand me a nine and I'll defeat
Y'all know my with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sitting up in the stairway
Or either on the betting Grants with the celo champs
Laughing at base-heads, trying to sell some broken
G-Packs get off quick, forever talk shit
about the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggas be running the block shooting
Time to start the revolution, catch a head for Houston
Once they us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac
Lead was hitting niggas one ran, I made him 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 shoot now I'm in
Finally it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the building
And it was with children probably couldn't see as high as I be
(So what you saying?) It's like the ain't the same
Got younger niggas the triggers bringing fame to they name
And claim some corners, crews without are goners
In daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
Fo'-fives and gauges, in fact
Same niggas'll a back to back, snatching yo' cracks in black
There was a snitch on the block 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 in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggas erasing and they basin
It drops as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause is the cousin of death
Beyond the of intelligence, life is defined
I think of when I'm in a New York state of mind

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

Be having dreams that I'ma gangster, drinking Moets, Tecs
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 finger on the
Make enough figures until my pockets get
I the type of brother made for you to start testing
Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll have undressing
Thinking of cash flow, and shelter
Whenever frustrated I'ma Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend plays, bullets are strays
Young bitches is grazed each block is like a
Full of black trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I hear in all the stories when my come back, black
I'm living the nights is jet black
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I I can sit back
And lamp Capone, with drug scripts sewn
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones,
I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too
Life is parallel to but I must maintain
And be prosperous, we live dangerous
Cops could just arrest me, blaming us, held like hostages
It's only right that I was born to use
And the stuff that I write, is tougher than dice
I'm taking to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhyming is a vitamin, Hell without a
The criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if your eats tapes
The never sleeps, full of villians and creeps
That's where I to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of Buddha and bitches beepers
In the streets I can greet ya, blunts I teach ya
deep like the words of my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of
I lay puzzle as I to earlier times
Nothing's equivalent, to the new york state of

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

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