Luyện nghe bài hát New York

Yo B (turn your up man)
Turn your up money!
Yo God! (Yo God?)
Yo I got mad skills.
Isn't that

Snoop

New New York big city of dreams
And everything in New ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of
But I'm by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound

Verse One:

the incredible, the lyrical
You can't be me Niece, to see me is gonna take a miracle
I'm driving hysterical, with a
of this twister, stylistic mixture
What I create pulsates, there is no
your mental mindstate
Dre labels my abusive
I packs more than Confuscius, I'm deadly
Induce you like Medusa, thoughts to shed
And niggaz this hemisphere, far and near
Prepare, me chillin like the winter
Up against the one contender, as I enter
I gets heated like friction
Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction, this fact not fiction
Telepathic addiction, to this homicidal
and vital to all my rivals
Suicidal, brainwaves
To the motherfucker's minds these days
I'm all to put work in
ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga smirkin
Give a FUCK, your name, what you claim
Or why you came, motherfucker don't
Simply, don't me, cause I'm simply
Layin hoes empty, the invicible MC

One

Chorus Two:

Too much, I serve too people, too much
It's too much, I too many people
And when I finish servin gon be no sequel

One and Two

Verse Kurupt

Gimme a couple G's, for every MC, I knocked to his
Verbally useless, oh you got the juice? I squeeze you
The barbaric, versatile, no kin to me
So how the you inherit my style?
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't
Not a day goes by, don't get high, ask why
Tonight's the night for me to rip
Into bits and lyrical telekinesis
me into verbally vindictive
Violent bobs to existance
Catch me in the black path
I sit and let the sick thought pass through my
till I hear an
And verbals get to spittin
The in intellect, try connectin with the written
Now they faced with the forbidden, chosen
To explore new terrain, then remain unseen, the war
like a low-low, with my verbal fo'-fo'
The cocoa complexion MC with the slow
Fo sho', I takes it to you the do'
Motherfucker, I go hardco' (you know!)
I disconnect ya, Kurupter, MC to
bore your whole molecular,
Catastrophic, mystic as
Hittin MC's like the deadliest lyricist

One and Two: repeat 2X

We live... I serve two thousand MC's
We live... cause can't none fuck the DPG'z

We live (baby) because tonight I serve two thousand
We live (baby) none can fuck with the

DPGC,
ABC the
Ba-by...

Verse Kurupt

Eryday, I rhymes and recite
In ways make MC's stop in daylight
I'm the deadlies MC you wanna see on the
is what makes me complete, compete
Nah you can't fade me
I fuck, you, your momma, your auntie, and lady...
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