Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Alive In Nyc

Yeah, yeah street life, gutter
Get y'all
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 now, pick off niggas who ain't down
I'm in the now
a couple of cats from the way down
Who know how to thows

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

We played the out skerch 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 drug a thin line between love and hate
Some niggas I love to
I my connect respect me
This nigga got bad words since haters wet me

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

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

Check it yo I'ma soldier to the heart my blood line
One way to catch a is always on his front time
I keep a chicken on a bench flippin'
I smoke weed but this shit got a 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
one blaze back empty empty the roots
Through the niggas, take that

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

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

To alive in New York City
To stay alive that you got to be a soldier
To alive 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 got a nigga 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 what
Flip fo-in-dicals for real now who it
Two blocks from the Jay's this lay he pump trays
Try'n to get the man put away

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

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

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

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