Luyện nghe bài hát New York

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New
I got a semi that spits next time if you talk
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New
I got a automatic that spits next time if you talk
And I

niggaz is pussy, poonani, vagina
Your monologue's getting tired, now it's to ride
You're distrified, you're no longer desired
So take off them chains, put back on your wire

I'm on fire, dipped in octane
Let each coast bang, let west coast
And Rule bring the ghetto gospel
To every hood possible, through in the sky blue

Back with the Gods you now, preferably the 4
flyin' at the speed of sound
Tryin' to catch the of niggaz that's runnin' their mouths
I might get my niggaz to run in your house

I don't understand what the runnin's about
But hunters, we take pride in airin' our prey out
Leavin' 'em layed out, dead, in just a
'Cause we ain't up here in New York

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm New York
And you can tell the way the homie spit, nigga, I'm from New York
I got a hundred ways to make a grip, yes, I'm New York
And you can tell I get ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm from New York
And is how we do

Nigga, I can see the coke in your
This ain't a movie, even he got his blown on the globe
And I was about to find God
But now that maze is back, I think I'd much find a menage

And everybody talkin' how they're AK spit
But we know this investigatin', and they ain't shit
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry like
"Naw nigga, Joe let 'em loose on me"

True Story, I'm the T back
Even Roy Jones was forced to lean
My nigga Dre said grind
Now we them Howard niggaz
Who said I must of found Pun's book?

Got bitches on top of the
And the Pinky got bling, like the ring Saturn
Cook coke, crack, niggaz fiend for
And you already the X is where the team be at

I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York
Ruff Ryde, and D block and shit, nigga fuck what you
And you can't shit for granted, because life is too short
I got a hundred guns, a clips, nigga I'm from New York
And is how we do

I it couldn't be sweeter, life's a bitch
Depending on how you her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, till they light spliffs

And that coke get you a long time
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's America Online
Wise has awoken, and you they say that
"You deserved it whenever you die with your open"

I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like little motorcycles
Stick up kids, hoppin' out with them old
Just doin' shit for nothin, it's so
Ha I'm like you

Word that niggaz murk you is in the air
A double of yak and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm
So you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment

I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York
And you can tell the way the spit, 'cause nigga I'm from New York!
I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York
I got a automatic that spits next time if you talk
And is how we do!