Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

Nobody said it be easy, ha hah
(What wanna do hah?)
(What wanna do hah?)
Nobody wanna it

As we
(What wanna do hah?)
To give you you need
(What wanna do hah?)

(What y'all do hah?)
It's the
(What y'all do hah?)

Now why the sad face, for fellas that's diamond laced
Tryin' to find a place to recline, my face
Under the sun where it's warm, runnin' with Pun I'm gone
That's is bond on my moms

That's the motto, got beef we call Rallo
Un Trago, he go to war wit a bottle
Simple as dat, flip out the mack and a cat
Right through your back with any pistol I pack

Physical rap means we the lyrics
Long as niggaz fear us you could entirely dissapear us
We the realest you gon' see
In all honesty, another brother that's hotter than me

get nowhere, that's why I go there
Like lettin' you know to buy the new Fat Joe gear
Five sixty, only the Squad with me
Unless you a Bad Boy, and with Puff Daddy

my city, and everything in it
Ain't a thing rented, my Benz, if you see me in it
We invented the watch, and runnin' the spots
why, I'm not a player, I just crush a lot

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you can't sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz
deep with the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

you thought, we ain't run the streets?
Now you can't sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz
deep with the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

Yeah, uh, yo, you better slide or catch homicide
no match for Joey Crack I'm blowin' backs out the other side
Brothers died and mother's at wakes, these are The Breaks
Blow your head off like Jake

So take heed and read between the lines, ain't no mines
Player never wanna see my shine
Up in the or in the Lex Coupe
Rockin' a fresh suit with dress shoes, on my way to Les

Less choose the life we live, on the streets stabbin' kids
Or livin' mad in lavish cribs
Fix for my kids, six karats, I'm a whiz
tokin' parrots on my wrist

It shit but for sex, money, and drugs
True thugs with slugs and wrap in rugs
What the fuck, Joe Crack, twist your cap
Leave your heart rate flat, once Terror Squad

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you can't sleep ten deep, in the Benz jeep
deep with the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you can't sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz
Rollin' deep the Don-Tana
I put the in your Cara, adios to manana

you thought, we ain't run the streets?
Now you can't ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
deep with the Don-Tana
I put the in your Cara, adios to manana

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you can't ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
Rollin' deep the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

Can't sleep, ten
Yeah,
Adios to

Yeah, you got
Squad, what?
Bad Boy,
Crack, Big Pun
I see you, I see you

C'mon, yeah, yeah, say what, say
Say what, say

What's you are talking
sleep, ten deep

to manana