Luyện nghe bài hát New York

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, I'm from New York
I got a semi automatic that spits next time if you
I got a hundred guns, a clips, nigga 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
print distrified, you're no longer desired
So take off silly chains, put back on your wire

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

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

I don't really understand what the about
But we're hunters, we take in airin' our prey out
Leavin' 'em layed out, dead, in a sport
'Cause we playin' up here in New York

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm New York
And you can the way the homie 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 in your nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the
And I was about to find God
But now that maze is back, I I'd much rather find a menage

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

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

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

I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York
Ruff Ryde, and D and shit, nigga fuck what you thought
And you can't take shit for granted, 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, a bitch
on how you treat her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you die, you might get missed
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, they light their spliffs

And that will 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 it whenever you die with your eyes open"

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

Word 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 a compliment

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, 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 hundred clips, nigga I'm from New
I got a semi automatic that next time if you talk
And is how we do!