Luyện nghe bài hát New York City

[Hook: Troy
Aye yo, times is hard, but we get it
And though 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 New York City

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

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

3: N.O.R.E.]
You know how I steady rock - New York bop
Used to grainy rock - war on the petty block
cases
Now we drink liquor, drinkin' back-to-back
No, we erase this
Spades hand, aces - out of town
Luck's all Vegas - herb shit,
I graduated from the street life
Said my first rhyme on a jail phone,
I been shot since 14
been to war, mean - got guns from Fort Greene
I exorted niggas - I was the man
I the orders, nigga - P.A.P.I. gave the orders, nigga
King flow, to get coke from Domingo
Get up in the old home, he's playin' bingo
He it for 10, but I got him for cinco
Safe in the ceiling, the guns under the sink

[Verse 4:
The and times of a New York Nigga, we very different
Please my aggression, but move from my vision
With bullshit you spittin', you talkin' my high off
You blowin' my vibe, you forcin' my off my belt
I'm forcin' myself to be
Listen to journalists, get yourself killed
They ain't never lived this life, and no nothin' 'bout it
They hide behind aliases and rowdy
behind a MacBook, fuck a blog, dawg
If I see you in the you'll 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 your February
NY shit, you niggas got warm hearts
No offense, but tear you apart
No matter which part of the map you reppin', get your