Luyện nghe bài hát New York City

New York City, we piss in it, we in it
We die, we all shits in it

Keith]
There's a million albums out there with that opera and Shakespeare
I stuff my with cotton when you rap
I don't shit, you niggaz are excess waste
A hundred percent of the mainstream crowd, receive pure
The hottest DJ's in New spin it from the wheelchairs
with cancer, my voodoo to roll
Ask Harlem Hospital, you can't cure
HMV at the register, girls tryin to make me buy CD's
Soft and homo R&B
I ain't for that Allure shit
by Bloomingdales before you see me put the pep in it
I you get bad karma
Fly leather coat with the bag
You step in shit, choose the Daily
The newspaper's gonna off a little off your soles
You got a lot around your motherfuckers not a little bit
(Wipe that shit off soles)

- 2X

[Kool
I'm straight up on the butt-ass
I don't give a fuck, I smell the in the subway
My Boss cologne suits me on the New York City mass transit
Women lookin scared, borin-ass
you need to get out the boroughs
and to Kansas or Pittsburgh or somethin
up with braids in your hair like a fuckin Halloween pumpkin
Smile motherfucker, put on some or do somethin
Eat breakfast muffin
My appearance shock your new motherfuckin leather
I say nothin
Cause in your secretly, I know you readin the magazine comin
The freak on the train is
I was here first, you wasn't
I you goin home to masturbate
Your girlfriend is messed up, datin her own cousin

- 2X

[Kool
Y'all just reachin damn horizons, so what?
You got your phone, motherfucker you pre-paid
Girls and guys I'm not
bullshittin talkin to nobody lookin good at the dinner table
Runnin fuckin bill up on Verizon
You ain't shoppin a lot of Victoria's Secret bags
Monkeys treat you to Unos, retarded-ass niggaz are thin
Girls are insecure, I'm realizin
The and courtin shit got everybody hyped up and sportin shit
The system fraud
Dial on the or stand trial on the spot
Ladies don't invite me
Just the mattress with the piss, and the cum spot
Don't blast the same lame-ass MC a lot
Now move the off your window, Manhattan traffic cop
You shoulda dipped, your in the parking lot

- 2X
New York City, we in it, we live in it
We die, we all shits in it

Keith]
There's a million albums out there with that opera and shit
I stuff my ears with when you rap
I don't shit, you niggaz are excess waste
A hundred of the mainstream crowd, receive pure shit
The DJ's in New York spin it from the wheelchairs
cancer, my voodoo ready to roll
Ask Harlem Hospital, you can't shit
HMV at the cash register, tryin to make me buy CD's
Soft jazz and R&B
I ain't payin for that Allure
Walkin by Bloomingdales you see me put the pep in it
I you get bad karma
Fly leather with the Coach bag
You step in shit, the Daily News
The newspaper's gonna off a little off your soles
You got a lot around your feet not a little bit
(Wipe that shit off soles)

- 2X

[Kool
I'm up on the butt-ass transit
I give a fuck, I smell the piss in the subway
My Boss cologne suits me well on the New City mass transit
Women scared, borin-ass statues
Bitch you need to get out the
and move to Kansas or or somethin
Sittin up with braids in your hair like a fuckin pumpkin
Smile motherfucker, put on some lipstick or do
Eat breakfast muffin
My appearance shock brand new motherfuckin leather
I ain't say
Cause in your secretly, I know you readin the magazine comin
The freak on the is bustin
I was here first, you wasn't
I know you goin to masturbate
girlfriend is messed up, datin her own fuckin cousin

- 2X

[Kool
Y'all just reachin your horizons, so what?
You got your cellular phone, motherfucker you
Girls and I'm not frontin
bullshittin talkin to nobody lookin good at the dinner table
Runnin your fuckin up on Verizon
You ain't shoppin with a lot of Victoria's Secret
Monkeys you to Unos, retarded-ass herb niggaz are thin
Girls are more insecure, I'm
The datin and courtin shit got everybody hyped up and sportin
The Bell system
Dial on the or stand trial on the spot
Ladies don't invite me
Just the mattress with the piss, and the cum spot
Don't blast the same singin MC a lot
Now move the ticket off your window, Manhattan cop
You shoulda dipped, your shit in the lot

- 2X