Luyện nghe bài hát New York

I'm running, through the jungle
Running like a slave the underground tunnel
Told you all niggas better get bitches
I spit till my lips need 16 stitches
I am, intrusion,
You bitches see me like I'm really an illusion
I hop upon your face and do my motherfucking tooth
Till I know the meat out like a motherfucking
Ah, I'm nasty nigga, Nas like kim, like Cassie bitches
Like I'm fucking Chris dope or that nigga
Or the skin on the of a ashy nigga
I am, whatever say I am
Bumping like the asses on thick bitches at stadiums
Fuck them other I sound better in the place of them
I kill this this the motherfucking raping
Sick bitch, chicken soup face
Calls from oversea a motherfucking crusade
Crack and you hit it till your nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, the shit and cover

I run New York, I run New

I am 0 past a hundred, spitting like a
That wnt from a dungeon
Y'all a bunch of niggas getting off of nothing
Tie a rope around neck and let me kick you off a bungee
I'm Satan, and I'ma take ass to church now
Running my fields and you on your first down
I love it, when these bitches I'm better than them
I don't hear, not a word or a letter from them
I'm a fire, of the force round
Bitches and I rap, elliptical, all round
and a condo, I sit with an open mouth
Bitches and you are lyrically
Like some fucking syndrome, no offense
No shame in all, but y'all bitches on knees like baby
You can catch me out in Cover, chilling a stoop kid
Yeah hate don't bitch do

bitch, chicken noodle soup face
Calls oversea like a motherfucking crusade
Crack rock and you hit it till your hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, the shit and cover

I run New York, I run New

I'm lyrical coming on
shots when I was a criminal
Don't stop, continue on around
But some of the shit that I'm fin to do
Y'all I'm giving you
If you front, I'm put and end to you
I'm like scorpion, I will finish you
nasty, real, real nasty
Way you bitches like you will get past me
Won't you bitches could get on, when I'm off it
Try to cross me now, you be in a coffin
It's just me, and I
Talk tough and I'ma beat you till you die
Ask why, because I'm better than ever be
That's why shit negotiate seems lighter heavy d

Sick bitch, chicken noodle face
Calls from oversea like a crusade
Crack rock and you hit it your nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, made the and cover

I run New York, I run New York.