Luyện nghe bài hát New York, New York

[Ja
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, 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 spits 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, you're no longer
So take off them silly chains, put on your wire
I'm on fire, holly dipped in
Let east coast bang, let west coast
And Rule gonna bring the ghetto
To every 'hood possible, pushin through in the sky
Back with the you now, preferably the 4 pound
Slugs flyin at the of sound
Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin their
I might get my Brooklyn to run in your house
I don't really understand what the runnin's
But hunters, we take pride in airin our prey out
'em layed out, dead, in just a sport
'cause we ain't playin up 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, nigga, I'm from New York (bx bx)
I got a hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm New York (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 in your nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his head on the globe
And I was just to find god
But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a
And everybody talkin crazy how AK spit
But we know this investigatin, and they ain't spray
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the shook like
"Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em on me"
True Story, I'm bringin the T
Even Roy was forced to (Lean Back)
My nigga Dre said cook
Now we killin them Howard niggaz, who said I must of Pun's rhyme book
Got on top of the Phantom
And the got bling, like the ring around Saturn
coke, crack, niggaz fiend for that
And you already the x is where 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 what you thought (you thought)
And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too (too short)
I got a hundred guns, a clips, Nigga I'm from New York
(Aha, and is how we do)
I swear it couldn't be sweeter, a bitch
on how you treat her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light their
And that coke will get you a long
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like Online
has awoken
And you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with eyes open
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 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 it's a compliment (Aha)
I got a guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
Ruff Ryder, D- Block and shit, fuck what you thought (you thought)
And you cant shit for granted coz life is too short (too short)
Got a hundred guns a clips, Nigga I'm from New York (Aha)
And is how we do.