Luyện nghe bài hát New York

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, I'm from New York
I got a semi automatic spits next time if you talk
I got a hundred guns, a clips, nigga I'm from New York
I got a semi automatic that spits time if you talk
And I

Y'all niggaz is pussy, poonani,
Your getting tired, now it's time to ride
print distrified, you're no longer desired
So take off silly chains, put back on your wire

I'm on fire, holly in octane
Let each coast bang, let west bang
And Rule gonna bring the gospel
To every hood possible, pushin' in the sky blue

with the Gods you now, preferably the 4 pound
Slugs at the speed of sound
Tryin' to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin' their
I get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your house

I don't understand what the runnin's about
But we're hunters, we take in airin' our prey out
Leavin' 'em layed out, dead, in a sport
'Cause we playin' up here in New York

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, I'm from New York
And you can tell the way the homie spit, nigga, I'm from New York
I got a hundred to make a grip, yes, I'm from New York
And you can tell I get real ignorant, nigga, I'm from New York
And is how we do

Nigga, I can see the coke in nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the
And I was just about to God
But now maze is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage

And everybody crazy how they're AK spit
But we know this investigatin', and they ain't spray
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry like
"Naw nigga, Joe let 'em loose on me"

True Story, I'm the T back
Roy Jones was forced to lean back
My nigga Dre grind cook
Now we killin' them niggaz
Who said I must of found rhyme book?

Got bitches on top of the
And the Pinky got bling, like the around Saturn
Cook coke, crack, niggaz fiend for
And you already know the X is where the be at

I got a hundred guns, a clips, nigga I'm from New York
Ruff Ryde, and D block and shit, nigga fuck you thought
And you can't take for granted, because life is too short
I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York
And is how we do

I swear it be sweeter, life's a bitch
Depending on how you treat her, you get rich
It's guaranteed you gonna die, you get missed
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, they light their spliffs

And that coke will get you a time
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's America Online
Wise has awoken, and you know say that
"You it whenever you die with your eyes open"

I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them motorcycles
Stick up kids, out with them old rifles
Just doin' shit for nothin, it's so
Ha I'm like you

Word that niggaz wanna you is in the air
A double shot of yak and the is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm
So when you tell me I'm the best a compliment

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm New York
And you can the way the homie spit, 'cause nigga I'm from New York!
I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York
I got a semi automatic that next time if you talk
And is how we do!