Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

Nobody it would be easy, ha hah
(What wanna do hah?)
(What y'all do hah?)
wanna handle it

As we
(What y'all do hah?)
To you what you need
(What wanna do hah?)

(What y'all do hah?)
the great
(What y'all do hah?)

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

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

Physical rap we live the lyrics
Long as niggaz fear us you could entirely dissapear us
We the realest you gon' see
In all honesty, ain't another brother hotter than me

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

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

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you sleep 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 sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz
Rollin' deep with the
I put the chrome in Cara, adios to manana

Yeah, uh, yo, you better or catch this homicide
Ain't no match for Joey Crack I'm blowin' backs out the side
died and mother's cried at wakes, these are The Breaks
Kurtis Blow head off like Jake

So heed and read between the lines, ain't no cheatin mines
Player haters never wanna see my
Up in the Range or in the Lex
Rockin' a suit with dress shoes, on my way to Les Boo's

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

It ain't shit but for sex, money, and
True with slugs and wrap bodies in rugs
What the fuck, Joe Crack, twist your cap
Leave heart rate flat, once Terror Squad attacks

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

What you thought, we run the streets?
Now you can't sleep ten deep, in the Benz jeep
Rollin' deep the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in Cara, adios to manana

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 in your Cara, adios to manana

What you thought, we run the streets?
Now you can't sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the jeep
Rollin' deep with the
I put the chrome in Cara, adios to manana

sleep, ten deep
Yeah,
to manana

Yeah, you got
Terror Squad,
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 about?
sleep, ten deep

Adios to