Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Alive In Nyc

Yeah, yeah street life, shit
Get real
Soldier life
Get it
New York City where I'm
or die

Do you do

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

And grimmy niggas who aim wild who want to rep
And wet niggas who think
Ran into Jay while I'm clappin' this
This crab me some slab now I'm tryna get back

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

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

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

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

Check it yo soldier to the heart through my blood line
One way to catch a crab is always on his front
I keep a chicken on a bench flippin'
I weed but this shit got a nigga slippin'

A herb seed me, drop the L
Spot it through my per-if-U this 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 bitch bust around
I know who clapped so I don't hang around shit
Lame beat me on the of raw
Dominican nigga, look innocent nigga, it I'ma finish this nigga
Back the coop out the lot cock one in the
Put the in the dash fee dipped in black
Got Bleek on for the cat who beat me on the stack

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

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

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

His next option 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 I'ma that clown

Spotted him by Wood Hall, niggas think the fe-in off
he ran track or he played football
Hot day and everybody I'ma catch him on that block
Where the hot wips

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

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