Luyện nghe bài hát New York (Remix)

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

Y'all niggaz is pussy, poonani,
monologue's getting tired, now it's time to ride
You're print distrified, you're no desired
So take off them silly chains, put on your wire

I'm on fire, holly in octane
Let each coast bang, let coast bang
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 speed of
Tryin' to catch the of niggaz that's runnin' their 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 take pride in our prey out
'em layed out, dead, in just a sport
'Cause we ain't playin' up here in New

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

Nigga, I can see the coke in your
ain't 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 rather find a menage

And everybody talkin' crazy how they're AK
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 Dre said grind cook
Now we them Howard niggaz
Who said I must of found Pun's rhyme

Got on top of the Phantom
And the Pinky got bling, the ring around Saturn
coke, crack, niggaz fiend for that
And you already know the X is 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 what you thought
And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New
And is how we do

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

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

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

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

I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from 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, I'm from New York
I got a semi that spits next time if you talk
And is how we do!