Luyện nghe bài hát Queens, NY

[Paris - 1]
I string 'em along some acoustic guitar shit
'em park it in front of Neiman Marcus
I need that, I that
When we gon chill, the weed at, the weed at?
Said you got a Spider, them keys at? Them keys at?
Living on em, on em
I'm hotter than the sauna, pull off in a
Calm yourself before you get dealt
Had the medics working on pelvis
DOA nothing left to say
Went down like an
Paris 1st regardless
Fake bitches not
Me, I'm in the streets a piece that's retarded
In the diamond district with
Making loads, you cons wanna save up

[Hook - 50
We come from Queens where we are taught to handle on our own
You call up cops, we get it poppin, we be out with the
Where Brooklyn at? Where the Bronx at? Where at?
Where at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where the Bronx at? Where at?
Yonkers at?

[Paris - 2]
All my men is caked up, stingy with the
Cause niggas get too
Sleep the ratchet under the mattress
Natural, my cat got a 5 shadow
It matter cause niggas is still mad at you
Chicks is getting
I'm on top, that's how I bop, luxury stop
Eat it or it, you should already know my friend
You're not needed: next remix
to everything on some G shit
Fuck me, give me a reason
Feel something hot, change the season
For the greater good, make you fix your
the loca, caramel mocha
Bitches is on their sofa, I'm over
You now with the best mama
hood hottie in the egg-shell Bugatti, oh!

[50 - Verse 3]
on em, squeeze on em
Move, dump the .22, on 'em
on 'em, lit the trees on 'em
In the bandanna, make 'em think it's

We on that gritty shit, the city
New New York
You come through on pretty shit
Get outlined in
I get busy, I get busy, I'm now
I'm tryna say I want you to act out
I had ass sprintin' towards the door when I back out
do it, don't you do it
Don't make me to you
Holy moly, ya Rolly, icy oyster
blinking like ass, take a look at it
I'm a regular bad man, say I'm a mad man
Fuck a mask and
I let it on bare
We come from a war zone, Southside streets
Where anything and everything get to eat