Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Alive In Nyc

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

Do you do

it out now, yo I'm here to put my thing down
Set up with 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 niggas who aim wild who just want to rep
And wet who think foul
Ran into Jay while I'm this math
crab show me some slab now I'm tryna get back

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

I'm to the drug game a thin line between love and hate
Some I love to hate
I my connect respect me
This nigga got bad words since some wet me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, yo, slow money, niggas, no weed one gun
And my down gone got a nigga on the run
hot niggas came through bang shots
Have me sleeping in my to the real get got

Now I play the cut on some what shit
Flip fo-in-dicals for real now who it
Two blocks from the this nigga lay he pump trays
Try'n to get the Memph man put

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

Spotted him by Wood Hall, niggas think the took off
Like he ran track or he played
Hot day and everybody I'ma catch him on that block
Where the hot ride

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

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