Luyện nghe bài hát New York

I'm running, through the jungle
like a slave through the underground tunnel
Told you all niggas better get these
'Cause I 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 out like a motherfucking toothpick
Ah, I'm nasty nigga, like Nas like kim, like bitches
Like I'm fucking Chris dope or that nigga
Or the skin on the feet of a ashy
I am, whatever say I am
Bumping the asses on them thick bitches at stadiums
Fuck them other bitches I sound in the place of them
I kill this shit this the motherfucking
bitch, chicken noodle soup face
Calls from oversea 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 am 0 a hundred, spitting like a dragon
That wnt from a dungeon
Y'all a bunch of getting trippy off of nothing
Tie a rope around neck and let me kick you off a bungee
I'm Satan, and take your ass to church now
Running my fields and you on your first down
I it, when these bitches know I'm better than them
'Cause I don't hear, not a or a letter from them
I'm a fire, enemies of the force
Bitches and I rap, elliptical, all it's
and a condo, I sit with an open mouth
Bitches and you bitches are
Like some fucking down syndrome, no
No shame in all, but y'all on knees like baby claws
You can catch me out in Cover, chilling a stoop kid
Yeah don't talk bitch do

Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup
Calls from oversea like a motherfucking
Crack and you hit it till your nose hurts
Brooklyn, made the shit and cover

I run New York, I run New

I'm coming on general
shots when I was a criminal
Don't stop, on running 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 running like you will get me
Won't happen you bitches get on, when I'm off it
Try to cross me now, you be in a coffin
It's me, myself and I
Talk tough shit and I'ma beat you you die
Ask why, I'm better than you'll ever be
That's why shit negotiate lighter than heavy d

bitch, chicken noodle soup face
Calls from oversea a motherfucking crusade
Crack and you hit it till your nose hurts
Brooklyn, made the shit and cover

I run New York, I run New York.