Luyện nghe bài hát New York

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

I run New York, I run New

I am 0 a hundred, spitting like a dragon
That wnt missing from a
Y'all a bunch of niggas getting off of nothing
Tie a rope 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 midgets on first down
I love it, these bitches know I'm better than them
I don't hear, not a word or a letter from them
I'm a fire, enemies of the round
and I rap, elliptical, all it's round
Bitches and a condo, I sit with an mouth
Bitches and you bitches are
Like some fucking down syndrome, no
No shame in all, but y'all bitches on like baby claws
You can me out in Cover, chilling like a stoop kid
Yeah hate don't bitch do

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

I run New York, I run New

I'm lyrical coming on
Take shots I was a criminal
Don't stop, on running around
But never some of the that I'm fin to do
that I'm giving you
If you front, I'm put and end to you
I'm like scorpion, bitch I will you
nasty, real, real nasty
Way you bitches running like you get past me
happen 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
tough shit and I'ma beat you till you die
Ask why, I'm better than you'll ever be
That's why negotiate seems lighter than heavy d

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

I run New York, I run New York.