Luyện nghe bài hát New York (Remix)

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

Y'all is pussy, poonani, vagina
Your 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, dipped in octane
Let each bang, let west coast bang
And Rule bring the ghetto gospel
To every hood possible, pushin' in the sky blue

Back the Gods you now, preferably the 4 pound
Slugs flyin' at the speed of
Tryin' to catch the ears of niggaz that's their mouths
I get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your house

I really understand what the runnin's about
But we're hunters, we take pride in our prey out
'em layed out, dead, in just a sport
'Cause we playin' up here in New York

I got a hundred guns, a clips, nigga I'm from New York
And you can tell the way the homie spit, that nigga, I'm from New
I got a hundred ways to a grip, yes, I'm from 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 in your nose
This ain't a movie, 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 rather find a menage

And everybody talkin' 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 shook
"Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em on me"

True Story, I'm bringin' the T
Even Roy Jones was forced to lean
My nigga Dre grind cook
Now we killin' Howard niggaz
Who said I must of found rhyme book?

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

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

I swear it couldn't be sweeter, life's a
Depending on how you treat her, you get rich
It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, till they light spliffs

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

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

Word 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 me I'm the best it's a compliment

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