Luyện nghe bài hát New York, New York

[Ja
I got a guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you (you talk)
I got a hundred guns, a clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you (you talk)
(And I know)
Yall is pussy, poonani, (Vagina)
Your (Monologue's) getting tired, now time to ride
You're print distrified, you're no longer
So take off them chains, put back on your wire
I'm on fire, holly in octane
Let east coast bang, let west coast
And gonna bring the ghetto gospel
To 'hood possible, pushin through in the sky blue
Back with the gods you now, preferably the 4
Slugs at the speed of sound
Tryin to catch the of niggaz that's runnin their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn to run in your house
I don't really understand what the runnin's
But we're hunters, we take pride in our prey out
Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in a sport
'cause we playin up here in New York

[Fat
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, I'm from New York (New York)
And you can tell the way the homie spit, That nigga, I'm New York (bx bx)
I got a hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New (New York)
And you can tell I get real ignorant, nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
(And is how we do)
Nigga I can see the coke in nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the
And I was just about to god
But now that is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage
And everybody talkin crazy how they're AK
But we know this investigatin, and ain't spray shit
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the shook like
"Naw nigga, Joe let 'em loose on me"
True Story, I'm bringin the T
Roy Jones was forced to (Lean Back)
My nigga Dre said grind
Now we killin them Howard niggaz, who said I must of found rhyme book
Got bitches on top of the
And the pinky got bling, like the ring Saturn
coke, crack, niggaz fiend for that
And you already the x is where the team be at

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm New York (New York)
(Ruff Ryde), and (D-Blockin') and shit, Nigga fuck what you (you thought)
And you can't take shit for granted, because is too short (too short)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm New York
(Aha, and is how we do)
I swear it be sweeter, Life's a bitch
Depending on how you treat her, you get rich
It's you gonna die, you might get missed
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light spliffs
And that coke will get you a time
But when I let 'em the dope is out, it's like America Online
has awoken
And you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with your eyes
I still hold a title, I'm in the hood like them low motorcycles
up kids, hoppin out with them old rifles
Just doin shit for nothin, it's so
Ha I'm just you
Word that niggaz wanna you is in the air
A double shot of yak and the is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm
So when you tell me I'm the best it's a (Aha)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm New York (New York)
Ruff Ryder, D- Block and shit, Nigga what you thought (you thought)
And you cant take shit for granted coz life is too (too short)
Got a hundred guns a hundred clips, Nigga I'm New York (Aha)
And is how we do.