Luyện nghe bài hát New York (remix)

Turn the up, yeah

New york, New york, up LA
Wave hi to the Chi, let's get right
I heard them lil' niggas takin' their away
I heard a lil' niggas got life today
Is it farrakhan, buddha, or today?
She on her knees so she what it's like to pray
She got so she doin' it twice a day
I strap up, no I ain't dice today
When you got money on yo head it's a to pay
And it get cold in the hood, put your ice
They locked ross up and they ain't give him no bail
But a shoot a whole church up and it's "oh well"
Oh well, oh
Hang him with a flag in his cell
Let him sit there and rot 'til his body turns to
Just remember who the first stone
New york, New york, mornin' LA
Say hi to the Chi, to the Bay
No hesitation like steph, it right in your face
Cause I'm a golden state strapped with a K
How's it land of the free, we're trapped in a cage?
Some shit just make sense like magic and aids
Some just never make sense like bashin' the gays
Obama be in the city, it's traffic today
Niggas trappin' today like back in the day
We roc-a-fella records, we packagin' yay
And that dirty sprite 2 shit today
We got these niggas boxed in like cassius
And my feregammo belt where that stay
Cause the killing too many blacks today
I wake up in the morning like who pass away?
Who gon' blast who gon' have to pray?"
New york, New
morning LA my nigga haze blew him and his wife away