Luyện nghe bài hát New York

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

Y'all is pussy, poonani, vagina
Your monologue's getting tired, now time to ride
You're distrified, you're no longer desired
So take off them silly chains, put on your wire

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

Back with the Gods you now, the 4 pound
flyin' at the speed of sound
Tryin' to catch the ears of niggaz runnin' their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got a hundred guns, a clips, nigga I'm from New York
Ruff Ryde, and D block and shit, nigga what you thought
And you can't take shit for granted, life is too short
I got a hundred guns, a 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 her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get
For 2 or 3 hours, till they light their spliffs

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

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

Word that wanna murk you is in the air
A double of yak and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm
So you tell me I'm the best it's 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 hundred guns, a clips, nigga I'm from New York
I got a semi automatic that next time if you talk
And is how we do!