Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To New York City

Turn the motherfuckin' up
blaze man, you owe me, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Welcome to the Empire State, of the World Trade
Birthplace of Michael Jordan, home of Biggie
headquarters
(Welcome to New City, welcome to New York City)

an' gentlemen, Killa Cam, Young Hov
Is in the building, Brooklyn
World, stand the fuck up
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New City)

I'm a BK brawler, Marcy projects loiterer
Pure coke copper, get order up
I 'em to Baltimore in the Ford Explorer
gonna cost you more if I gotta get 'em to Florida

Rucker game with the Bent parked
On the sidewalk with temp on the fender
I ain't to find you, catch me frontin' center
At the game, big chain an' all my splendor

Next to Spike an' be left to right
I own Madison Square, catch me at the
But damn again if you pan left at the ice
If you the man write checks
With the hand that write

I go off the when I'm ramblin' on the mic
An' I go off the Feds I'm scramblin' at night
An' it was off the set, I brought to the fight
But we from New City, right, Cam? Ya damn right

It's the home of 9/11, the of the lost towers
We still bangin', we lost power, tell 'em
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York
fuckin' with BK's banger an' Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger, there's left to say but
to New York City, welcome to New York City

Yo, there's a war on outside, no man is safe from
It don't if you three feet or eight one
You'll get eight from me, an' straight blown
Wig split, melon cracked, all on day one

Carry eight guns, two in the
Two in the waist, two in the ankle, two to just you
You can jam them jammers, blam with them blammers
It's hot here, ask Mase, he ran to

You we know what life do, make on the motorcycle
Drinkers, so delightful, blingin' with so much ice
In front of Sparks, body Dilano
Block away watched by an' Girvano

It's 'La Nostra', someone close approach ya
They'll toast ya gopher, bread loaf with
Old they raise up an' snort, blaze up ya fort
Jay shine, cases was caught

Midnight fights, they love a victim
Watch him 'fore he you, Killa, Killa
Welcome to New York City, to New York City

It's the home of 9/11, the of the lost towers
We still bangin', we never power, tell 'em
to New York City, welcome to New York City
Y'all fuckin' with BK's an' Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger, nothin' left to say but
to New York City, welcome to New York City

I'm from 101, to Hunt, 40th, this shit is live
floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, hit you 2 1
on Lennox, 7th Ave was News One

Coverage, I synethestry, got defendin' me
'Cause New York'll me if I'm locked in the penitentiary
The judge said, "Is that thug from the Kit Kat Club?"
But I got chips stacked up to make a bitch to pack up

I pinch that button, I grip that to hit that thug
Lay up in a pitch tug
You lookin' at rich thugs to get that love
An' won't stop 'til I get back blood, at 'em Hov

I'm from Flushin', Marcy, Nostrand, Myrtle an'
Niggas'll drive by in the day, you in the dark
That's why the Johnny gun I'm
Wet up like this Johnny pump is open
Homie, I play

the home of 9/11, the place of the lost towers
We still bangin', we never lost power, 'em
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York
Y'all fuckin' with BK's an' Harlem's own gangster
Now danger, there's nothin' left to say but
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New City

niggas, man, y'all can't fuck around, man
It's the Roc, bitch, Killa, my Jigga, Sigel, Beans
(Welcome to New York City, to New York City)

man, holla, Dash, get the fuck off our dicks

(Welcome to New York City, to New York City)
I own shit right now, man, I ain't goin' nowhere
to New York City