Luyện nghe bài hát New York

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New
I got a semi that spits next time if you talk
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New
I got a semi automatic that spits time if you talk
And I

niggaz is pussy, poonani, vagina
Your monologue's getting tired, now it's to ride
print distrified, you're no longer desired
So take off them chains, put back on your wire

I'm on fire, dipped in octane
Let each coast bang, let west bang
And Rule gonna bring the gospel
To hood possible, pushin' through in the sky blue

Back with the Gods you now, the 4 pound
Slugs flyin' at the of sound
to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin' their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your

I really understand what the runnin's about
But we're hunters, we pride in airin' our prey out
'em layed out, dead, in just a sport
'Cause we ain't playin' up here in New

I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm New York
And you can the way the homie spit, that nigga, I'm from New York
I got a hundred ways to a grip, yes, I'm from New York
And you can tell I get ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm from New York
And is how we do

Nigga, I can see the in your nose
ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe
And I was about to find God
But now that maze is back, I think I'd rather find a menage

And everybody talkin' crazy how AK spit
But we know this investigatin', and they spray shit
Not me, I'm the homie, got the industry shook like
"Naw nigga, Joe let 'em loose on me"

Story, I'm bringin' the T back
Even Roy Jones was to lean back
My nigga Dre said grind
Now we killin' them niggaz
Who said I must of Pun's rhyme book?

Got on top of the Phantom
And the Pinky got bling, like the ring Saturn
coke, crack, niggaz fiend for that
And you already know the X is where the be at

I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York
Ruff Ryde, and D block and shit, nigga fuck you thought
And you take shit for granted, because life is too short
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm New York
And is how we do

I it couldn't be sweeter, life's a bitch
Depending on how you treat her, you get rich
It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, they light their spliffs

And coke will get you a long time
But when I let 'em know the is out, it's like America Online
Wise has awoken, and you know say that
"You deserved it whenever you die your eyes open"

I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them motorcycles
Stick up kids, hoppin' out with them old
Just doin' shit for nothin, so spiteful
Ha I'm like you

Word that niggaz wanna you is in the air
A shot of yak and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm
So you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment

I got a hundred guns, a clips, nigga I'm from New York
And you can tell the way the homie spit, nigga I'm from New York!
I got a guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York
I got a semi automatic that spits next time if you
And is how we do!