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 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 from here on
Here's four bucks, you drive like a
Lost in the apple and I'm all

'Cause New York's not my

If the, in the village just illin a forty in a brown bag
I'm seein' and also fags
I see a set of nice within my site
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 but I'll leave him alone

New York's not my home

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

I don't dress up or try to look
Instead I rock the in every major city
From the tip of Maine to the of Cali
I get and I yodel in the valley
Can't say I'm the Bronx or Brookland zones

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 weak
So I walk with a limp 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 two fifty for a big mac
Congested, overcrowded, cya, I'm

'Cause New York's not my