Luyện nghe bài hát New York New York Freestyle

shout out to my Uncle
up [Dav?]
What up
I see you my

uh wit me
who wit me?
[nobody fuckin' wichyou nigga, do ya Bow]

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Uh

it's Mister 106, Mister take yo bitch, ain't I
got this stupid wrist, platinum rollie on it, homie you hear it tick
an I'on nobody,
crib stupid, living big as a hotel lobby

protege is Snoop deez boys got me
I ain't nuffin' like these other 26 year old dudes
see I done more records, done fucked more bitches
in the game the longest and I'm still the richest

Did the Grammy's wit Madonna, shit the boy hot
I Like my hoes tall and just like tube socks
they a thang for this young nigga right here
gettin' sex on the jet, blowin' in da air

I pull up the
Ferarri California the whole top missin'
watch and chain glistenin, ballin' like a
now we out at Starlets ima dummy wit the money, I be retarded

back to back in them Ghosts, back to business I'm
niggas talking I fell off, whole career I coastin'
puttin' up like LeBron on niggas
took ova BET I'm on my grind my

me and in the Jeep, pulled off with two freaks
heading to the crib, hopin' we beat
but you can let me know now, just it G
'cuz I can a blunt and take my ass to sleep

my is money so I don't waste it
I stay to myself 'cuz niggas be on the snake
that fake shit far from av-er-age I'm great
sending through Twitter, see me out but don't say shit

my homie hold da weapon so my hands clean
hard to stuff 25 G's in ya jeans
and thats a four that is not a three sixty
itsa big difference, you boys is not fucking me

I'ont move unless Bart say the is good
I need half off top, get that understood
gettin' money err'where, Jordans I got err'
and I'm always in the night spot, why you be there?

Sucka. Broke boy, bread right
Fuck nigga. Bad bitch, head like
six shots and its over. spilling allova the sofa
while havin' conversations with

we was ova in the UK
watching the game at B show, we was
you know how play
top floor at the W, that's where stay

swear to God, of deez rap niggas is lame
they all wearing all dressin' the same
all rocking Cubans, niggas got the chain
no creativity nah that's a damn shame

Born in the O in case you ain't know
but raised in the A, out to zone 4
I got a girl and she bad, as hell
big ole ass like K

ya kush get low, don'tchu hate that shit
baby moms trippin', don'tchu hate dat bitch
I got the with the waves, don't get sea sick
Louie loafers the linen on my laid back shit

I'm

Aye nigga that Bow Wow App, fuck that I'm promoting nigga, I know [fades out]