Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

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

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

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

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

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

Physical rap we live the lyrics
Long as fear us you could never entirely dissapear us
We the realest you ever see
In all honesty, ain't brother that's hotter than me

Modesty'll get nowhere, why I go there
Like lettin' you know to buy the new Fat Joe gear
sixty, only the Squad ride with me
Unless you a Bad Boy, and roll with Puff

my city, and everything in it
Ain't a thing rented, 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 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 sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
Rollin' deep the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, to manana

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

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

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

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

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 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 the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

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

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

Can't sleep, ten
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 talking
sleep, ten deep

Adios to