Luyện nghe bài hát Nymp

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

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

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

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

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

I took a step back, I viewed myself, where my head was at
where that dough is homey, gotta get that
Gotta get away, some try but back
Uhh, street smart niggaz got left
Some died, left stacks
Me, I ball and on top of that I'm dog nice
been cold as fuck before ice
Not Christ, but a long fuckin' time
Get mind right 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 gathered myself and stared
I'm from where you crack, the weak don't live
You gotta bounce back homey, the streets give
I and rape villages, who gon' stop me?
Not Giuliani, not Hillary Rodham
I, still pop him
Shit, I knoll and hilltop him, it's all political now

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

Uhh, yeah,
N.Y.M.P, the niggaz
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
This is Brooklyn, this is gangsta, this is
shit, N.Y.M.P, the realest niggaz
Marcy, Brooklyn, stompin'
Fuck me