Luyện nghe bài hát New York's Not My Home

Oh no, oh no, we go now
Oh no, oh no, we go now
Oh no, oh no, we go now
Oh no

Went to New York to cut my LP
Ridin' down Broadway in a
Hang a at 25th
a little too swift, Jo
Let me out, I'm walk from here on
Here's four bucks, you like a moron
Lost in the apple and I'm all

'Cause New not my home

If the, in the village just with a forty in a brown bag
I'm seein' freaks and fags
I see a set of nice legs within my
But it's a fuckin'
Walkin' in the
Now I'm and I'm like blown
But I take sip and say to each his own
He'd get distant Detroit but I'll leave him

'Cause New York's not my

Now, but now if your sounds are knockin' to the cool Kid
Has got girl jockin'
Take a chill young man, close your flap
'Cause like the Piston Joe, I'm goin' back to
With a track, uh, just too clean
I got my pistol packed and a of Jim Beam
Only and my name ain't Wilbur
But I pull more hoes then Jon Silver

I don't dress up or try to look
Instead I the house in every major city
From the tip of Maine to the coast of
I get down and I yodel in the
Can't say I'm from the Bronx or Brookland

New York's not my home

After Ave in the forty deuce, it's like a freak show
A lot of hookers try to pop that
So I walk with a when I pimp through
Or co-mack those hoes if I'm with the Beast Crew
It's pickin' up, ill check this
These mother pay over two fifty for a big mac
Congested, overcrowded, cya, I'm

'Cause New York's not my