Luyện nghe bài hát New York City

[Hook: Troy
Aye yo, is hard, but we get through it
And though it's crimes involved, we had to do 'em
By any means, Malcolm X the spot
I went from ridin' to ridin' through in a drop
The road to success for me was gritty
Wasn't no stress for me, feel pity
Life is a bitch and she sure ain't
And I'mma do me anyway,
Cause I'm from New York

1: Troy Ave]
I break bread, ribs, dollar bills
A young prodigy it come to drug deals
In New I get blood money
cash bought my matte black Jeep
I used to out on cabs
Went from givin' no dough to limos to get to shows
way I'm driven - this shit shows
Spit like Bō, sick hoes, got a Master Rolex watch above my Mo'
Drinkin' out the bottle
Young Crisco, pop it, hop in, politic, ditto
Same sayin' "time to get this money"
They've the same niggas sayin' that for years, still hungry
New discussion: New artists wanna be southern
The city's lost, so find themselves frontin'
It was Big, Jay Z, now Troy after
But Kendrick Lamar's just a rapper

[Verse 2:
We went from Uzis to guns
Small pistols on - little shorties, cheeba, big forties
Sittin' back in the - good, nigga, good
Retrievin' every bill, grabbin' my wood
You we specialists at nighttime
Call us the poisonous
Who run up on niggas like Nightline
The and good vines
means the wares is amazing - assignment, baby, since '89
Creepin' hallways, big laundry bags
Ks - handle them niggas, now jam niggas
Fuck they do with no CREAM? You might as well be a bum
Cause you never represent the money team
We smash faces, flash bracelets, the basic
Don't get smacked in mouth with 45 razors
Yeah, the jungle brothers rollin' all coverage
Get 'em young Troy - What? He with us

3: N.O.R.E.]
You know how I steady rock - New City bop
Used to slang grainy - war on the petty block
cases
Now we drink liquor, drinkin' back-to-back
No, we ain't erase
Spades hand, aces - out of papers
Luck's all Vegas - herb shit,
I from the street life accordingly
Said my first rhyme on a jail phone,
I been shot niggas 14
I've been to war, mean - got guns from Greene
I exorted niggas - I was the man
I gave the orders, nigga - P.A.P.I. the orders, nigga
King flow, used to get coke Domingo
Get up in the old home, he's playin' bingo
He sold it for 10, but I got him for
Safe in the ceiling, the guns under the sink

[Verse 4:
The life and of a New York Nigga, we very different
pardon my aggression, but move from my vision
With that bullshit you spittin', you talkin' my off
You blowin' my vibe, you my iron off my belt
I'm forcin' myself to be
Listen to them journalists, get yourself
They never lived this life, and no near nothin' 'bout it
They hide behind aliases and rowdy
From behind a MacBook, a blog, dawg
If I see you in the flesh be shook
Like a - I know they tired of me
I know they wish I would die already, but I'm very
I'm so cold, you should get February coat
That NY shit, you got warm hearts
No offense, but I'll tear you
No matter which part of the map you reppin', get weapon