Luyện nghe bài hát New York

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

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

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

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

I don't really understand the runnin's about
But we're hunters, we take pride in our prey out
Leavin' 'em out, dead, in just a sport
'Cause we ain't up here in New York

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

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

And everybody talkin' crazy how they're AK
But we know this investigatin', and they ain't shit
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry shook
"Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em on me"

True Story, I'm the T back
Even Roy was forced to lean back
My Dre said grind cook
Now we them Howard niggaz
Who I must of found Pun's rhyme book?

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

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

I swear it be sweeter, life's a bitch
on how you treat her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you die, you might get missed
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, till light their spliffs

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

I hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
Stick up kids, out with them old rifles
Just doin' shit for nothin, it's so
Ha I'm just you

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

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