Luyện nghe bài hát New York (Ya Out there?)

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If you was born in New york City let me hear say "You that"
YOU KNOW

Aiyyo, once a rhyme where the scenery sets, you see stress
a matter of life and death, no regrets
Life's a test, strife, wit special
Neighbourhood's of reps, cities are projects
Where the cadets get stripes from the vets
And comrades quest to be the next, to
Collect debts and select bets with threats
Object - Chedder, better total net
Where trends are set from ways to express the
Friends get wet to make ends connect
to check, boulevards to sweat
The smell of gunsmoke common than cigarettes
WE GOT clicks for
WE LIKE Pits for
WE GOT and Jets, the Knicks, Yanks and Mets
WE much respect and sex extra wet
And High-Tech dialect you ain't yet

(The
Ya out
No

Ya out there)

Aiyyo, we got blocks and glocks
Big with big knots and big props
Yo this is the bullshit stops
Where get got
If you snitch you get
We get down and leave the town in a state of
WE GOT dangerous hang out spots and slick
Place Riker's Island where kids get locked
A lotta gear to rock blocks of clothes shops
Styles are top notch, this is the to buy
So bust the box the radio is hot
Ease mind staring at skylines from rooftops
Flip scripts for
And new of the lot
Quick to call a shot, pollitic thick plots
And the Garden of against the sea that we got
To make sure the core of the big apple rot
seeings believing we be achieving a lot
Since disc created hip hop, check it out

(Queens
Ya out
No

No
New York
Staten
New new york
Long
New
Ya out there)

Aiyo, we got five bouroughs of
With places to meet, you get lost in city streets
The city that sleeps
Mecca ? Medina the population
The and the oasis, New York, the far east
With gods and
Pretty for weeks
Player dons that fleece the family's black
Icons that teach that we all act
We got stats to reach so we all to eat
A mass of peeps, they own masterpiece
The elite, we going past the beat
The latest technique no place get as deep
Who parks release of the worlds greatest athletes
DJs and MCs and graffiti
Who use walls and subway for marquees
We go to b-boys, breakdancing, breakbeats
And it'll cease and on that note
We say