Luyện nghe bài hát New York (Remix)

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm New York
I got a semi that spits next time if you talk
I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York
I got a semi automatic spits next time if you talk
And I

niggaz is pussy, poonani, vagina
Your monologue's getting tired, now it's to ride
You're print distrified, you're no longer
So take off them chains, put back on your wire

I'm on fire, dipped in octane
Let each coast bang, let coast bang
And Rule gonna bring the ghetto
To hood possible, pushin' through in the sky blue

Back with the you now, preferably the 4 pound
flyin' at the speed of sound
Tryin' to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin' 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 pride in airin' our prey out
Leavin' 'em layed out, dead, in just a
'Cause we ain't playin' up here in New

I got a hundred guns, a clips, nigga I'm from New York
And you can the way the homie spit, that nigga, I'm from New York
I got a hundred ways to make a grip, yes, I'm New York
And you can tell I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm New York
And is how we do

Nigga, I can see the coke in nose
This a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe
And I was just about to God
But now that maze is back, I think I'd much rather find a

And everybody talkin' crazy how they're AK
But we know this investigatin', and they ain't shit
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry like
"Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em on me"

True Story, I'm the T back
Even Roy Jones was to lean back
My Dre said grind cook
Now we killin' Howard niggaz
Who said I must of found Pun's rhyme

Got on top of the Phantom
And the Pinky got bling, like the ring around
Cook coke, crack, niggaz for that
And you know the X is where the team be at

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, I'm from New York
Ruff Ryde, and D block and shit, nigga fuck what you
And you can't take shit for granted, because is too short
I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York
And is how we do

I swear it be sweeter, life's a bitch
Depending on how you treat her, you might get
It's guaranteed you gonna die, you get missed
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, they light their spliffs

And that coke will get you a time
But I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online
Wise has awoken, and you they say that
"You deserved it you die with your eyes open"

I hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
Stick up kids, hoppin' out them old rifles
Just doin' shit for nothin, so spiteful
Ha I'm like you

that niggaz wanna murk you is in the air
A shot of yak and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm
So when you tell me I'm the best it's a

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm New York
And you can tell the way the homie spit, 'cause nigga I'm New York!
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm New York
I got a semi automatic that next time if you talk
And is how we do!