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

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

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

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

I don't really what the runnin's about
But hunters, we take pride in airin' our prey out
Leavin' 'em layed out, dead, in 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 homie spit, that nigga, I'm 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 in your nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his head on the globe
And I was just about to God
But now that maze is back, I think I'd much rather a menage

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

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

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

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

I swear it couldn't be sweeter, a bitch
Depending on how you treat her, you get rich
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 time
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like Online
Wise has awoken, and you they say that
"You deserved it whenever you die your eyes open"

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

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