Luyện nghe bài hát New York (Remix)

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

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

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

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

I don't understand what the runnin's about
But we're hunters, we take in airin' 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 New York
I got a hundred ways to make a grip, yes, I'm from New
And you can tell I get real ignorant, nigga, I'm from 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 to find God
But now that maze is back, I think I'd much rather a menage

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

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

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

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

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

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

I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like little motorcycles
Stick up kids, hoppin' out with old rifles
doin' shit for nothin, it's so spiteful
Ha I'm like 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 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 semi automatic that spits next time if you
And is how we do!