Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Alive In Nyc

Yeah, yeah street life, gutter
Get y'all
Soldier nigga
Get it
New York where I'm from
or die

Do you do

Check it out now, yo I'm here to put my thing
Set up shot cocaine now, pick off niggas who ain't down
I'm in the now
Brought a of cats from the way down
Who know how to thows

And grimmy niggas who aim wild who just to rep
And wet niggas who foul
Ran into Jay while I'm this math
This crab show me some slab now I'm get back

We the out skerch nigga smoother then my shirt
a couple of words, a pound, then he merked
Shit he skid marks I let the clip spark
off in the hood played the bench till its dark

I'm profound to the drug game a thin line between and hate
Some niggas I to hate
I thought my connect me
This nigga got bad since some haters wet me

To stay in New York City
To stay realize that you got to be a soldier
To stay in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a

To stay in New York City
To stay alive that you got to be a soldier
To stay alive in New York
To stay alive that you got to be a soldier

Check it yo I'ma to the heart through my blood line
One way to a crab is always on his front time
I keep a chicken on a bench grippin'
I smoke weed but this shit got a nigga

A herb burn me, drop the L
Spot it through my per-if-U nigga tryna murder me
Shorty wop in front of me
Caught one blaze back empty the roots
Through the bitch niggas, take

Niggaz killed my down bust around bitch
I don't know who clapped so I don't hang around
Lame me on the ounce of raw
Dominican nigga, look innocent nigga, fuck it I'ma finish this
Back the coop out the lot cock one in the
Put the in the dash fee dipped in black
Got on alert for the cat who beat me on the stack

To stay in New York City
To stay alive that you got to be a soldier
To stay in New York City
To stay alive that you got to be a soldier

To stay alive in New York
To stay realize that you got to be a soldier
To stay in New York City
To stay alive that you got to be a soldier

Yo, yo, slow money, broke niggas, no one gun
And my down bitch gone got a on the run
Strip hot niggas came through shots
Have me sleeping in my wheels to the get got

Now I play the cut on some nigga shit
fo-in-dicals for real now who wants it
Two blocks the Jay's this nigga lay he pump trays
to get the Memph man put away

His next pack up get out of dodge
he caught I'ma let the fifth give his face a massage
Too dro got my eyes low on the creep triple black down
'Cuz I'ma cripple that

Spotted him by Wood Hall, think the fe-in took off
Like he ran track or he played
Hot day and everybody outside catch him on that block
the hot wips ride

Ride slow this nigga out burning trees wit a bad
put his brain on her sleeve it's already cocked
I move slow up the block, out
him tonge kiss the glock
I Squeeze two and niggas seen nigga drop
Cold of the street and stay hot motherfucker

To alive in New York City
To alive realize that you got to be a soldier
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