Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

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

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

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

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

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

rap means we live the lyrics
Long as niggaz fear us you could never entirely us
We the realest you gon' see
In all honesty, ain't another brother that's hotter 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 ride me
Unless you a Bad Boy, and roll with Daddy

It's my city, and in it
Ain't a rented, it's my Benz, if you see me in it
We invented floodin' the watch, and runnin' the
That's why, I'm not a player, I just 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 chrome in your Cara, adios to

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
Rollin' deep with the
I put the chrome in your Cara, 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
Brothers died and mother's at wakes, these are The Breaks
Kurtis Blow your off like Jake

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

Less choose the life we rather live, on the streets kids
Or mad sweet in lavish cribs
Fix marriages for my kids, six karats, I'm a
Exotic 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 heart rate flat, once Terror Squad attacks

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you can't ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
Rollin' 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 ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
Rollin' deep with the
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 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, 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 talking
Can't sleep, ten

Adios to