Luyện nghe bài hát New York City

It's with whoever
whatever with whoever
That's how I'm on it all day, day
how I'm on it all day, every day
We can do a whatever
We can do a whenever
That's how I'm on it all day, day
how I'm on it all day, every day

[Verse 1: Murda]
I got my feeling like it's '95
Feeling good, like in Biggie died
On Twitter Nas wrote I give him a vibe
I retweeted that shit 50 times
I see trying to get their buzz back
with DJs like
"Damn the love at?"
The DJ "Homie where the hits at?"
That shit you me was whack
I can't that
of making better music
N-ggas get
Then jump on a beat
Cause the winning
Then get mad when they don't pop, yo
Like "That would've worked if I was Rocko"
Or "That shit would've if I was 2Chainz"
It would've, but not Rocko or 2Chainz
You a New York n-gga
That's
Now get back to that boom bap

New York
This the way that we
Let's get back on our
New City
This the way that we
Let's get on our shit
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
New

[Verse 2: Murda]
no place like home
But the got me thinking
I'm in the A
But I go to the A
It like I'm in the A
New n-ggas don't be getting no radio play
Somebody saying "What the did that n-gga just say?"
Only New York n-gga they outta town is Jay
That be sounding that real New York City
All that old bounce shit
Be making me
New York, I don't know when it
But we from setting the trends
To catting
like we losing our identity
I hope n-ggas is feeding off of my
We a new DMX
Not a new Flocka
I'm talking that like
When B.I.G dropped Who Ya
I'm starting some shit when B.I.G dropped Who Shot Ya
If you to live
tell police who shot ya

[Verse 3: Waka
I'm Q U E E N S
Where n-ggas cheese
like eating this
My ain't playing games
ain't recess
Wet T-Shirt
your T wet
For that Jesus hanging off your neck
Life ended, game
no reset
Youngins blind over here
Throw up the set
Drop a like I'm Funk Flex
I'm out in Brooklyn like the Nets
Head back got now
next
Out in the Bronx cause we rendezvous
Manhattan with the ocean view
Malibu Kush, clean Dutch
Better Kick when I up the 40
to Queens catch me in ?
On side ? got the towers
to the cowards
And your bitch
Ran through that god mileage

New City
This the way that we
Let's get back on our
New City
This the way that we
Let's get on our shit
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
New

[Verse 4:
A while back met some cat
Fly cat, you know I didn't that
I'm from where get no parenting
Gun get you 3 to 5, and they still
Keep the nine same bag Harry in
Suede Belt, corduroys
jacket them
Used to rob base, that was easy
Cooked it up then hand the plate to a greedy
Back Ma$e was the face on your TV box
World Diplomats was the team to watch
This young MC really this
Had EPMD, strictly
? was doing biz
Nikes on
And a gripping the biscuits
But it's whatever whatever
New York get busy when we're together

New York
This the way we rock
Let's get back on our
New York
the way that we rock
Let's get on our shit
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
New