Luyện nghe bài hát New York

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

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

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

Back the Gods you now, preferably the 4 pound
Slugs at the speed of sound
Tryin' to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin' their
I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in house

I don't really understand what the runnin's
But we're hunters, we pride in airin' our prey out
'em layed out, dead, in just a sport
'Cause we ain't playin' up in New York

I got a hundred guns, a clips, nigga I'm from New York
And you can tell the way the spit, that 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 real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm from New
And is how we do

Nigga, I can see the coke in your
This a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe
And I was about to find God
But now maze is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage

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

True Story, I'm the T back
Even Roy was forced to lean back
My Dre said grind cook
Now we killin' them Howard
Who said I must of found rhyme book?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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