Luyện nghe bài hát New York, New York

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

Jo:]
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 to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New York (New York)
And you can I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
(And is how we do)
Nigga I can see the coke in your
This ain't a movie, he got his head blown on the globe
And I was just about to god
But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd rather find a menage
And talkin crazy how they're AK spit
But we know this investigatin, and they ain't shit
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry like
"Naw nigga, Joe let 'em loose on me"
Story, I'm bringin the T back
Even Roy was forced to (Lean Back)
My nigga Dre said grind
Now we killin them niggaz, who said I must of found Pun's rhyme book
Got on top of the Phantom
And the pinky got bling, like the ring Saturn
coke, crack, niggaz fiend for that
And you already know the x is the team be at

I got a hundred guns, a clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
(Ruff Ryde), and (D-Blockin') and shit, Nigga fuck you thought (you thought)
And you can't take shit for granted, life 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 couldn't be sweeter, Life's a
Depending on how you her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you die, you might get missed
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they their spliffs
And that coke will get you a long
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's America Online
has awoken
And you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with your open
I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them low
Stick up kids, hoppin out with them old
Just shit for nothin, it's so spiteful
Ha I'm just you
Word niggaz wanna murk 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 guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
Ryder, D- Block and shit, Nigga fuck what you thought (you thought)
And you cant take shit for granted coz is too short (too short)
Got a hundred a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (Aha)
And is how we do.