Luyện nghe bài hát The Bad Apple

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens,
And Staten and Staten and and Staten
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens,
And and Staten and Staten and Staten

I'm New York City, birthplace of the gritty
Dog eat dog, jakes willing to work with me
Watch your back they lace your sizurp with a mickey
Bodies'll burn like dub sacks of sticky

Kojaks developing Kodaks of your engagements
The young guns put pressure on the men
The fiends'll, they'll cap you for package
The act savage, living sis' selling her ass and tits

best friend'll send shots to wet ya
The badlands, hammers on the waistband, the
Trapped in hood dwelling, selling five and dime
'Cuz 9 to 5 for two-time felons

And little man wanna be just me
The sadness thing, he just be
Where the livest, Walken, King of New York and
Resort to talking when the on him, grieving on him

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens,
And and Staten and Staten and Staten
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens,
And and Staten and Staten and Staten

Ol' blue said, "You make it here, you make it anywhere"
Drug wars for every square, bloodsport, the air
Now watch where you through, watch who you talk to
Watch the Gotti's, the'll off you

like the mafia plot
The fishermen, they find more then cops
But the don't stop, trynna get it get it
Inside where the broads and the ballers it

Big city lights, with and ice
You living, you victim to sick gritty types
with their tongues out, guns out, spraying clips
Who lay in the pits and pray for a of it

If you can sleep, you awaken by the sound
Of barking chrome, sound foul but I it home
So keep when on the roam
brief when on the phone
In these mean you all alone

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens,
And Staten and and Staten and Staten
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens,
And and Staten and Staten and Staten