Luyện nghe bài hát New York

I'm running, through the jungle
Running like a slave the underground tunnel
Told you all niggas get these bitches
'Cause I spit till my need 16 stitches
I am, intrusion,
You bitches see me like I'm really an illusion
I hop your face and do my motherfucking tooth that
Till I know the meat out like a motherfucking
Ah, I'm nasty nigga, Nas like kim, like Cassie bitches
Like I'm fucking Chris or that raspy nigga
Or the skin on the of a ashy nigga
I am, they say I am
like the asses on them thick bitches at stadiums
Fuck other bitches I sound better in the place of them
I kill this shit the motherfucking raping
Sick bitch, chicken soup face
Calls oversea like a motherfucking crusade
Crack rock and you hit it till your nose
Brooklyn, made the shit and cover

I run New York, I run New

I am 0 past a hundred, spitting a dragon
That wnt missing a dungeon
Y'all a bunch of niggas getting off of nothing
Tie a rope around your and let me kick you off a bungee
I'm Satan, and I'ma your ass to church now
Running my and you midgets on your first down
I love it, when these bitches know I'm than them
'Cause I don't hear, not a word or a from them
I'm a fire, enemies of the round
Bitches and I rap, elliptical, all round
and a condo, I sit with an open mouth
Bitches and you are lyrically
Like some down syndrome, no offense
No shame in all, but y'all bitches on knees like claws
You can catch me out in Cover, like a stoop kid
hate don't talk bitch do

Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup
Calls from oversea like a motherfucking
Crack rock and you hit it till nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, made the shit and

I run New York, I run New

I'm lyrical coming on
Take shots when I was a
Don't stop, continue on running
But never of the shit that I'm fin to do
that I'm giving you
If you front, I'm put and end to you
I'm like scorpion, bitch I finish you
Making nasty, real, nasty
Way you running like you will get past me
Won't happen you bitches could get on, I'm off it
Try to cross me now, you be in a coffin
It's me, myself and I
Talk shit and I'ma beat you till you die
Ask why, because I'm than you'll ever be
why shit negotiate seems lighter than heavy d

Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup
Calls from oversea like a crusade
rock and you hit it till your nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, made the and cover

I run New York, I run New York.