Luyện nghe bài hát New York

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

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

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

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

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

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm New York
And you can tell the way the spit, that nigga, I'm from 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 New York
And is how we do

Nigga, I can see the coke in your
This a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe
And I was just to find God
But now maze is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Word that niggaz murk you is in the air
A shot of yak and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm
So when you tell me I'm the best it's a

I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from 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!