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

to New York to cut my first LP
Ridin' down in a taxi
a right at 25th
Just a too swift, Jo
Let me out, I'm gonna walk here on
Here's four bucks, you drive like a
in the apple and I'm all alone

'Cause New York's not my

If the, in the village just with a forty in a brown bag
I'm seein' and also fags
I see a set of nice legs my site
But it's a fuckin'
in the daylight
Now I'm trippin' and I'm like
But I take another sip and say to his own
get distant Detroit but I'll leave him alone

'Cause New York's not my

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

I don't dress up or try to pretty
Instead I rock the house in every major
the tip of Maine to the coast of Cali
I get down and I in the valley
say I'm from the Bronx or Brookland zones

'Cause New York's not my

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

'Cause New not my home