Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

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

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

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

Now why the sad face, for fellas that's diamond laced
Tryin' to find a to recline, shine my face
Under the sun where it's warm, with Pun 'til I'm gone
word 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, out the mack and cripple a cat
Right your back tissue with any pistol I pack

Physical rap means we the lyrics
Long as niggaz fear us you never entirely dissapear us
We the you ever gon' see
In all honesty, another brother that's hotter than me

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

It's my city, and in it
Ain't a thing rented, 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 crush a lot

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 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, adios to

Yeah, uh, yo, you better slide or catch 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 off like Jake

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

Less choose the life we rather live, on the streets stabbin'
Or mad sweet in lavish cribs
Fix marriages for my kids, six karats, I'm a
Exotic tokin' 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 cap back
your 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' deep with the
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' 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 the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, to manana

you thought, we ain't run the streets?
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

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 about?
sleep, ten deep

Adios to