Luyện nghe bài hát N.Y.C.

In the of dreams
You get up in the schemes
And fall apart in the seam
That boy he is the bomb, from B.K. to the
And it's the fortunate one who
(New York, you ready?)

He move from LAS to
A few for those who don't know
Down the hall a hole in the wall
out, all are in control
Certified son of a gun, learns life 101
Don't fly too on your own supply
Get by the sun

'Cause in the of dreams
You get caught up in the
And fall apart in the tonight
boy he is the bomb, from B.K. to the Bronx
And it's the fortunate one who

He was NY's talk of the
Heard out to the LI
He started models and he figured it out
He to be a nice guy, then he cut that shit out

sex machine
No better a vowed fiend
She wanted a ride to the upper side
But he dropped her ass off in

'Cause in the of dreams
You get caught up in the
And fall apart in the tonight
That boy would play his
he was ready for war

You ready, K?
(And then he'd up his voice to the sky)
It's man Nas here
it straight through New York city

Yo, okay, my city, my town, my
Bloomberg, forget what you heard
I'm thought of highly, Louie, Gianni
LaCrosse shades, what can a boss say?

City, bus, the subway, cab, the
Ski and gunplay my past at a young age
The illest on the planet
Towers came down, Wall Street standin'

We Crook Brothers, opposite of Brothers
My footsteps of Crothers
just generations of style to get
Five minutes with me
Interviews on how I flip twos

This my style, I spit what I'm livin' right now
I'm out on the town, gold shuttin' it down
Bottles stacked from the floor to the
Then it's a loud fool, fifty third street, right near the
I'm fightin' the feelin' I had when I was up buildings

Now I'm writin' for millions of
Critics who just get it
They try dissin' us, New York full of and queens
All the rest mimic us

in the city of dreams
You get caught up in the
And fall apart in the tonight
boy would play his guitar
Like he was for war
And then he'd lift up his to the sky