Luyện nghe bài hát New York

Yo B (turn your up man)
your speakers up money!
Yo God! (Yo God?)
Yo I got mad skills.
Isn't money?

Chorus:

New New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York always what it seems
You get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg

Verse Kurupt

It's the incredible, the
You can't be me like Niece, to see me is gonna take a
I'm motherfuckers hysterical, with a
touch of this twister, stylistic
I create pulsates, there is no escape
Annihilate mental mindstate
Dre labels my abusive
I more knowledge than Confuscius, I'm deadly
you like Medusa, with thoughts to shed
And throughout this hemisphere, far and near
Prepare, catch me chillin like the
Up the number one contender, as I enter
Cause I gets like friction
Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction, this fact not fiction
Telepathic addiction, to homicidal recital
Dangerous and vital to all my
Suicidal, brainwaves
To the average motherfucker's these days
I'm all ready to put in
Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga
Give a FUCK, what's your name, you claim
Or why you came, don't explain
Simply, don't tempt me, I'm simply
Layin hoes lifes empty, the MC

One

Chorus Two:

Too much, I serve too people, too much
It's too much, I too many people
And I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel

One and Two

Verse Two:

Gimme a couple G's, for every MC, I knocked to his
Verbally useless, oh you got the juice? I squeeze you
The barbaric, versatile, no kin to me
So how the fuck you inherit my
Now, out the clear blue sky, I deny
Not a day goes by, get high, don't ask why
Tonight's the night for me to rip
Into bits and lyrical telekinesis
Gets me verbally vindictive
vocabulary bobs to existance
Catch me in the pitch path
I sit and let the sick pass through my mental
till I an instrumental
And detrimental get to spittin
The highest in intellect, try connectin the written
Now they faced with the forbidden, chosen
To explore new terrain, then unseen, throughout the war
Dips like a low-low, my verbal fo'-fo'
The complexion MC with the slow flow
Fo sho', I it to you from the do'
Motherfucker, I go hardco' (you know!)
I disconnect ya, Kurupter, MC to
your whole molecular, structure
Catastrophic, as Mixelplix
Hittin MC's like picks the lyricist

Chorus One and Two: 2X

We live... tonight I two thousand MC's
We live... cause can't none fuck the DPG'z

We live (baby) because I serve two thousand MC's
We live (baby) can fuck with the DPG'z

DPGC,
ABC the
Ba-by...

Three: Kurupt

Eryday, I bust rhymes and
In ways make MC's stop in daylight
I'm the deadlies MC you see on the streets
Invincibility is what me complete, compete
Nah you even fade me
I fuck, you, momma, your auntie, and your lady...
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