Luyện nghe bài hát New York

I'm running, through the jungle
Running like a through the underground tunnel
you all niggas better get these bitches
'Cause I spit till my lips 16 stitches
I am, intrusion,
You can't see me like I'm really an illusion
I hop upon your face and do my motherfucking tooth
Till I know the meat out a motherfucking toothpick
Ah, I'm nasty nigga, like Nas like kim, Cassie bitches
Like I'm Chris dope or that raspy nigga
Or the skin on the feet of a ashy
I am, whatever say I am
like the asses on them thick bitches at stadiums
Fuck them bitches I sound better in the place of them
I kill this this the motherfucking raping
bitch, chicken noodle soup face
Calls from like a motherfucking crusade
rock and you hit it till your nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, made the and cover

I run New York, I run New

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

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

I run New York, I run New

I'm lyrical on general
shots when I was a criminal
Don't stop, continue on around
But never some of the that I'm fin to do
Y'all that I'm you
If you front, I'm put and end to you
I'm like scorpion, bitch I finish you
Making nasty, real, nasty
Way you running 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 gone in a
It's just me, and I
Talk shit and I'ma beat you till you die
Ask why, because I'm than you'll ever be
That's why shit negotiate seems lighter heavy d

Sick bitch, chicken soup face
Calls from oversea a motherfucking crusade
Crack rock and you hit it till nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, made the and cover

I run New York, I run New York.