Luyện nghe bài hát New York

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

Y'all is pussy, poonani, vagina
Your monologue's tired, now it's time 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 bang
And Rule gonna bring the gospel
To hood possible, pushin' through in the sky blue

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

I don't really understand what the runnin's
But we're hunters, we take pride in airin' our out
Leavin' 'em layed out, dead, in just a
we ain't playin' 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, that nigga, I'm New York
I got a hundred ways to make a grip, yes, I'm from New
And you can I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm from New York
And is how we do

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

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

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

Got on top of the Phantom
And the Pinky got bling, like the ring around
Cook coke, crack, fiend for that
And you already know the X is the team be at

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm 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, nigga I'm from New
And is how we do

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

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

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

that niggaz wanna 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 when you 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 homie spit, 'cause nigga I'm New York!
I got a hundred guns, a clips, nigga I'm from New York
I got a semi automatic that spits time if you talk
And is how we do!