Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

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

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

(What wanna do hah?)
the great
(What wanna do hah?)

Now why the sad face, jealous for that's diamond laced
Tryin' to a place to recline, shine 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 squad motto, got beef we call
Dame Un Trago, he go to war wit a
Simple as dat, flip out the mack and a cat
through your back tissue with any pistol I pack

Physical rap means we live the
Long as niggaz fear us you never entirely dissapear us
We the realest you gon' see
In all honesty, ain't another that's hotter than me

Modesty'll get nowhere, 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 with Puff Daddy

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

What you thought, we run the streets?
Now you sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
Rollin' deep with the
I put the in your Cara, adios to manana

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

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

So take heed and read between the lines, no cheatin mines
Player never wanna see my shine
Up in the or in the Lex Coupe
Rockin' a suit with dress shoes, on my way to Les Boo's

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

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

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

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

sleep, ten deep
Yeah,
Adios to

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