Luyện nghe bài hát Nymp

Yeah, N.Y.M.P. the realest, uhh
This is educated music, niggaz

Life's a battle, mean streets eat you
have you, tryin' to maintain your course
Through the potholes and
Hot holes and have you, tryin' to clock dough
Foes tryin' to pop through you by code
Pigs tryin' to you and lock up your soul
the Hot Apple, night time shots crackle
Bucka, bucka, bucka, fiends to gaffle you

Not only cokeheads, but the in the Mercury Topaz
you, up the avenue
Tryin' to give you big numbers, you got to do
Tryin' to make you miss summer, shit, that ain't
I caught smaller cases to get cap or two
Up against the wall, tryin' to through
Ghost-like, hear the cries the tortured souls
Most nights, I hold my toast tight and it goes

N.Y.M.P., the niggaz
N.Y.M.P., the realest
Uhh, uh huh uh uhh
N.Y.M.P, the
Marcy,

Yo, I come through, gettin' money, sittin' on
Niggaz throwin' me shade, but ain't shit
Hot shells only thing could get from me
thrown in your living room, ka-boom
I'm so
They never let me go on probation yo
I'm a hustler, accept
No facilities can correct that

I took a step back, I viewed myself, seen my head was at
It's where that dough is homey, get that
Gotta get away, try but head back
Uhh, street niggaz got left back
Some died, they stacks
Me, I ball right and on top of that I'm dog
Jigga been as fuck before ice
Not before Christ, but a fuckin' time
Get your mind niggaz

N.Y.M.P, the
Uh huh uh uhh
N.Y.M.P, the realest
Uhh uh huh, uh uhh
N.Y.M.P, the realest
Marcy, me

I looked Death in the face years
I held tears back, I myself and stared back
I'm from where you don't crack, the weak don't
You gotta bounce homey, the streets don't give
I take and rape villages, who stop me?
Not Rudy Giuliani, not Hillary
I, still pop him
Shit, I grassy knoll and hilltop him, all political now

I big when, I spit at you now
Between my dog and the figures, the four get'cha
Between life and death, they my spirit
So what little I got left, y'all can expect me to ball
I pat myself, teacher I was a lost cause
'Cause I used to roam halls
I spit knowledge, dropped out of high school, skipped college
Who would've thought I'd make it big, like Ms.

Uhh, yeah,
N.Y.M.P, the realest
Brooklyn,
N.Y.M.P, the niggaz
Uhh, uh huh uh uhh
N.Y.M.P, the realest
Marcy, New York,
N.Y.M.P, the realest, me

Educated, music niggaz
is Brooklyn, this is gangsta, this is project
Real shit, N.Y.M.P, the niggaz
Marcy, Brooklyn, grounds
Fuck me