Luyện nghe bài hát New York City

[Hook: Troy
Aye yo, times is hard, but we get it
And even it's crimes involved, we had to do 'em
By any means, Malcolm X marks the
I from ridin' bikes to ridin' through in a drop
The road to success for me was gritty
no stress for me, don't feel pity
Life is a and she sure ain't pretty
And do me anyway, nigga
Cause I'm from New City

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

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

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

[Verse 4:
The life and of a New York Nigga, we very different
Please my aggression, but move from my vision
With that bullshit you spittin', you talkin' my off
You blowin' my vibe, you forcin' my iron off my
I'm forcin' myself to be
Listen to journalists, get yourself killed
They ain't never this life, and no near nothin' 'bout it
They hide aliases and talk rowdy
From a MacBook, fuck a blog, dawg
If I see you in the flesh be shook
Like a martini - I 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 niggas got hearts
No offense, but tear you apart
No matter which part of the map you reppin', get weapon